Either way, I'm gonna say
Either way, it's happening
Comatose, dead end
Break a leg, and break an arm
Should I shove it down the wreck
Drill a hole in me
Slam the doors on your porch
There is nothing left to save
Playing a losing game
Shut your reasonings
You always find a way out
I wish there's a way out
The more I don't know you
I'll cross the boundaries
Wore the same dress I loathe
At the red crimson shore
In the spinning chambers
Make the spark slight once more
Wore the same dress I loathe
At the red crimson shore
In the spinning chambers
Make the spark slight once more