Here we go
Clean your tears
Hold my hand
We dissapear
We take aim
We're on our selfes
We dont need
Someone else
Floating
Riding into
Infinite dividing
Too much pain
Time moved slow
Our Decision
To take us low
Come lets swin
To higher ground
Surely glad of what we found
Never felt that intent bevor
You keep crawling
Under my skin
We're feeling same for sure
Its a kind of loving