the weight of loss it’s a curled fist and no grip its breaking off a million centuries that can’t be right am i the same as you it’s on fire say that you will come back again make an excuse little brave one 97 wanna baby that looks just like you? she won’t be anything like you but when she comes nothing will be the same it’s on fire say that you will come back again make an excuse little brave one 97 sacred and aging fast too fast to notice think i forgot how hard it is no one in this town in having sex like me this is the loneliest place i will ever be it’s not fair say that you will come back again little brave one 97 stripped of your dignity replacing our fear take all you can before it catches fire say that you will come back to me hold me in sounds but keep me from tearing apart