Текст песни Architects (feat. Your Funeral) - Billy The Kid

These architects, they need to use their ears
The sound of the hospital, it interferes
With the sweet, sweet getaway I had planned
Running through the halls and you're holding my hand

I put in a call, I put in a call
Can we call it off?
You can have it all, you can have it all
I just need some medicine, it's right down the hall
Medicine
Call it off
Medicine

And then the seasons change
I can feel it in the leaves all around this house
In how you say my name
Looking at the sky and at the broken vows
Same flawed design until it all comes down
And the seasons change

Turn off the gaslight I hear you say
You write your own story maybe anyway
They're not gonna find you, nobody will come
To carry you away when the storm is done
Who is gonna find you, the storm is done
I swear I'm about to break

And then the seasons change
I can feel it in the leaves all around this house
In how you say my name
Looking at the sky and at the broken vows
Same flawed design until it all comes down
Hold me, at least until the storm rides out
And the seasons change

Are we just remnants, are we just passing facts
Can you remind me
Always rebuilding, always in repair
We're always making plans, not redesigning
Something that was likely never even supposed to last
But I would pick up the pieces again, if you asked

And then the seasons change
I can feel it in the leaves all around this house
In how you say my name
Looking at the sky and at the broken vows
Same flawed design until it all comes down
Hold me, at least until the storm rides out
And the seasons change