Lyrics
the world is not ours
but faster than the rain
We cut the night, the world is not ours
cause the unknown is sublime
have we gone too far
have we gone too far
and begging for more
The world is not ours, cause nowhere is our home
cause the unknown is sublime
Of growing old, of growing old
We cut the night, the world is not ours
But faster than the rain, we re random bullets, but faster than the rain
Like a reptile, that gash the frozen soil
our eyes exhausted
Twins by the heartbeat until the morning brakes, still begging for more
of growing old
Oh guilty only, twins by the heartbeat until the morning brakes
Shot by some drunken god, oh guilty only, of growing old
Leading us to nowhere, of growing old
burning our beliefs
Of growing old, but faster than the rain
leading us to nowhere
forgetting that we re sailors
like a reptile
Faces toward the sky, we re random bullets
But faster than the rain, but faster than the rain
Our eyes exhausted, our eyes exhausted
cause the unknown is sublime
have we gone too far
Of growing old, of growing old, we cut the night
Nowhere is our home, soon the sun will rise up and sew us in its dreams Night, the world is not ours
