I remember when, when we sat outside,

Digesting "nourriture" that didn't suit their eyes.

We stood our ground, and took it as a layer to our 
shells,

And still you laugh at me. Why?

Remember when we thought we'd known each other, all our 
lives?

Those are the types that you can never really lose, and 
when you fell into a trap,

I knew you more than you knew you.




I'll have to run to get away from here

I need to go, I need to get away from everything

Just for a while, I need to get away from here.



And so we slowly slowly climbed over a ladder with no 
other side

And so I'll plead with you one last time,

Just to consider my point of view,

The path on which you walk will never fail to keep you 
safe,

But it will crumble underneath me, minus you.