Στοίχοι: The Outline. Perfect For The Pain.

All the things we think we know
The war we thought we'd won
Three cheers for distance
And the battle's just begun
We'll leave our bodies, go flying through the haze
When the memory is gone does it all just fade away?
Playing perfect for the plain
Both our fingers crossed in vain
Beneath the waves
The world above seems so surreal
Carve your thoughts into my head
So I can feel
The heart froze in the chest as soon as we learned to see