Burn like it's all overBurn like it's all been traced 

As heavy as a feather it can easily be misplaced 

Everything's in dismay, everything's in dismay (2X) 

And I won't build that tower if it'll fall all over me 

And I won't cure this pain because these pills are already in me


Everyone in his story, shorter or longer that it is, meets a long blonde haired girl whose sword comes in and kills 50, 60, 70, 88 people in a row, and all that remains is a blooded snowy landscape with you lyin' a corner pleading forgiveness…

And all that you realize by then is it's all been written down, all's been written down, all's been written down... down...


Walk around in circles

Making your lifestyle square 

The only thing you're sure of is you're really going nowhere


Everything's in dismay, everything's in dismay (2X)