a death cab

And all you see is where else you could be when you're at home.
And out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone.

The flames and smoke climbed out of every window,
And disappeared with everything that you held dear.
And you shed not a single tear for the things that you didn't need,
Cause you knew you were finally free.

And all you see is where else you could be when you're at home.
And out on the street are so many possibilities to not be alone.





jag gillar nog spänningen, och tanken på att man kanske, förhoppningsvis och kanske, ses igen