Текст песни Fly to the End - Steven King

Your face isn't there when you're facing your fears while another one of you walks outta here
You're still in the house and you rally the troops but you're leaving for battle and one that you lose

But you fly, fly to the end bound to the opening doors of the club where I will pretend, we are alive, we are not dead
Fly to the end, bound to the opening doors of the club where I will pretend, we are alive, we are not dead

At first you lost touch of the time and you're tired you're leaning on chalkboards all covered in white
The people policing consumption are tired of lines in the bathroom and credit cart liars but we'll fly

Fly to the end, bound to the opening doors of the club where I will pretend, we are alive, we are not dead
Fly to the end, stuck in a holiday after it's over and everything ends, be here til 3, got here at 10

You want out of it out of it
Out of it out of it

Fly to the end, bound to the opening doors of the club where I will pretend, we are alive, we are not dead
Fly to the end, stuck in a holiday after it's over and everything ends, be here til 3, got here at 10