paroles de chanson Exit Strategy - The Walton Hoax

You're the pale king of regret
Linger in your final breath
Before you drift away
Colors fading, no rewind
Swerve into a hopeless fight
No chance that you can stay

With the Dead You will dream of living

Look for answers, look for light
Look for something you won't find; a reason to hold on
No horizons, only sky, arms wide open to the night
The darkness blinds the sun

With the Dead You will dream of living

As you are breaking down
There are parts of you remaining
As you are losing ground
There is heart in you still craving

Body is a soft machine, circuits bleeding energy
You spiral, you decay
Nerves explode a final time, worlds are crashing in your mind
The pale king's out of play

With the Dead You will dream of living

As you have broken down
No more parts of you remaining
As you have lost your ground
All the heart in you stopped craving