Let's See If You Bastards Can Do 90 Testo

The ghost you fear now
the marks on your bed
for every night we promised
we'd never grow up
but we did and we are 'till were gone

With every kiss you are
carried home like a corpse

If it's only these moments embraced carving notches into our lives grace ...

and every kiss you get
reminds you how alone you are

and every kiss you get
and every chance you miss
every shooting star
every touch of god
every town you pass
every mark you scratch
every tidal wave
every brand new day
reminds you how alone you are.