Текст песни The Lucky Ones (Outro) - Moonbather

Whoa
Whoa
Yeah

The lucky ones are already dead
I close my eyes
And try to remember what it's like
To not breathe life

The lucky ones have lost their head
In the ground
Taking up their allotted space
Gone for now

Whoa
The lucky ones
Whoa
The lucky ones

(Özö)
(Let's go home)