Testo
You and I wrapped in skin with bones and blood inside fragile easily impaired but never turning to stone
This is not the way i had planned for this to go down
Regardless your next move, don't let go of this tune
You and I; bent to fit stage that rots. A cast of ghosts turned to flesh, alive, unfolding what's really there
This is not the way i had planned for this to go down
Regardless your next move, don't let go of this tune