歌词
Can you let the world slide?
Did you feel the end?
Last words, an Irish goodbye
We never spoke the truth
Chasing
A verse to shape the world
Nothing
Could ever feel as good as when you pretend
Nether roads always behind
What follows you to the woods?
Times I knew could never leave
Surely went with you
To stay
Is there something I could have said?
To stay
Is there something I could have said?
Chasing
A verse to shape the world
Nothing
Could ever feel as good as when you pretend
Written by: Matthew Heck, Ricardo Tejeda, Timothy Heck
