Whoa
Yeah yeah yeah
Ooh
My light goes out
In the night I'm full of doubt
A piece of me never went away
I never forgot that holiday
Ooh
Ooh
Patching up all the things
That I want to the wings
But it's dead like the kings
Everything anything
Patching up all the things
That I want to the wings
But it's dead like the kings
Everything anything
My night starts to rain
It's been two years of phantom pain
A piece of me never went away
I never forgot that holiday
Ooh
Ooh
Patching up all the things
That I want to the wings
But it's dead like the kings
Everything anything
Patching up all the things
That I want to the wings
But it's dead like the kings
Everything anything
(I'm running out of thread)
Patching up all the things
(I'm running out of breath)
That I want to the wings
(I'm running out of thread)
But it's dead like the kings
(I'm running out of breath)
Everything anything
(I'm running out of thread) (Everything)
Patching up all the things
(I'm running out of breath) (Anything)
That I want to the wings
(I'm running out of thread)
But it's dead like the kings
(I'm running out)
I'm running out of breath