Gahhh I can't wait to see the full version
Verse prev:
I’ll ride the train as the sky turns grey,
Somewhere to the end of the line,
Because I can’t bear to face the wolves,
And we hate to see a good thing die.
Chorus prev:
So we’ll drift and sway
As our forms die.
So we’ll drift and sway
As our forms die.
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