This is for the alley
This is for the gutter
This one is for the drain
Clinging to the wing of the plane
This is for the tunnel
This is for the shutter
This one is for the shade
Clipping off the wing of your brain
This is where I settle
Embedded in the metal
I make a new clean slate
Scrubbing off the rust on the chain
I hideout
And wonder
I hideout
And wonder
And wonder
I fake what I can
I pull the curtain
And sure, I fake what I can
But still I pull the curtain
I pull the curtain
I pull the
Curtain
I fake what I can
This is for the alley
This is for the gutter
This one is for the drain
Clinging to the wing of the plane
This is for the tunnel
This is for the shutter
This one is for the shade
Clipping off the wing of your brain
This is where I settle
Embedded in the metal
I make a new clean slate
Scrubbing off the rust on the chain
This is where I settle
Embedded in the metal
Fake a nuclear fate
Clinging to the wing of the plane
I'm clinging to the wing of the plane
(I pull the curtain)
Fake a nuclear fate I'm clinging to the wing of the plane
(I pull the curtain)
This is where I settle
Embedded in the metal
Fake a nuclear fate
I'm clinging to the wing of the plane
I'm clinging to the wing of the plane