Sulk

Come take away, the city looks so down, Reckless in the lure, this is a time we broke down. Trying to forget and to keep you secret, Weapon is a lure, in a sense of wicked. I've been aching, set me up to fall You look good in your eyes, coming down. Come on, dive in now, in the shallow blue sky, Let the dream fade out until it will confuse us. Never try to keep a moment when it's over, Fortune cannot wait until our hearts grow older. I've been aching, set me up to fall You look good in your eyes, baby, down. I've been falling, reaching up for more, And the sense of your eyes makes me die, And I'm down, get me out, instead.