Deleting what we've seen
Warm fingers cold screen
Recycling before our eyes
We can't find surprise
So we move on
But it hurts
What we've seen can't be unseen
Immortal dreams in concrete
Now we have a choice to make
Do we leave, do we leave or do we stay?
So we move on
But it hurts
Life goes on
So we move on
But it hurts
