가사
Folding corners into perfect shapes
When forlorn pings make hell each escape
I came nightly to this place
By the way of a crooked and unseen highway
I can't find myself anyway
As she takes me there
I can't be myself anyway
'Til she takes me there
Within seconds the room was filled
Angels pushed her from my window sill
Far below me, the semblance burned
Embers of halos kindling her
I can't find myself anyway
As she takes me there
I can't be myself anyway
'Til she takes me there
Written by: Imaad Wasif
