හාස්වවවවවවවවඅු
හෝවවවවවළු
වහවවවවඅු
This place isn't taking time off, if we could all be found of you, rather die in line of a certain sun, while looking down the barrel of a loaded gun.
So free, the case is on you now, when the words are coming out, sweet for the faces to hide, at least enjoy what little still may come, we fall off in the distance, they remain.
If you're waiting for a moment, this is it, the world is waiting for you now, and you're not gonna just see something go, whoa.
There's nothing left here for you now, that's divine shelter on the ground, she'll adore us from the common soul, whoa, whoa.
There's no one left here, just a sinner, against the crane we travel.
There's nothing left here for us sinners, against the crane we travel.
Sweet for the faces to hide, at least enjoy what little still may come, whoa, whoa.
Sweet for the faces to hide, at least enjoy what little still may come, we fall off in the distance, the world is waiting, the world is waiting for, the world is waiting, the world is waiting for you now.
