Lyrics
Only thing that matters is not giving up, truth be told i ll soon be old, i ll drag my body through every fable
Dye cast memories strewn aside, i m always at it every night
i m always at it every night
Scraps on the table, i m sending out a message to my love
I ll drag my body through tiniest tunnels, i ll drag my body through tiniest tunnels
It turns me on to soon be gone, top of the middle, truth be told i ll soon be old
i ma send out a message to my love
Stoking the fire, scraps on the table
scraps on the table
Sending out a message to my love, i m always at it Bent, stoking the fire
i ll drag my body through every fable
Dye cast memories strewn aside, it turns me on to soon be gone, scraps on the table
i ma send out a message to my love
i m always at it
Sealing the letters and kissing goodbye, it turns me on to soon be gone
truth be told i ll soon be old
I m in the huddle, i m always at it every night, scraps on the table
stoking the fire
I drag my body through tiniest tunnels, yearning for flight
Sealing the letters and kissing goodbye, it turns me on to soon be gone Animal, sealing the letters and kissing goodbye
I m always at it every night, i m in the huddle Animal, i m in the huddle
Sending out a message when i worry too much, truth be told i ll soon be old Bent, i ll drag my body through every fable
Chasing the vermin, i ll drag my body through tiniest tunnels Land, stoking the fire
gathering kibble
I m always at it, yearning for flight
sealing the letters and kissing goodbye
truth be told i ll soon be old
it turns me on to soon be gone
Yearning for flight, yearning for flight
I ma send out a message to my love, i drag my body through tiniest tunnels Land, i m always at it
truth be told i ll soon be old
Only thing that matters is not giving up, dye cast memories strewn aside, it turns me on to soon be gone
Truth be told i ll soon be old, chasing the vermin, truth be told i ll soon be old
only thing that matters is not giving up
Sealing the letters and kissing goodbye, i ll drag my body through every fable
I m in the huddle, it turns me on to soon be gone, dye cast memories strewn aside