Look what I have found: A seashell in a sea of shells.
I'm the addict on the corner. I'm the lawyer in the tower. I'm the body with the coroner. No, the leader with all the power. I'm a local but a foreigner. Still the addict, yet, I'm sober. Still the body with the coroner. Many friends yet still a loner.
You're the pillow, the cool side. The cinder-eating high tide. The cocktail poolside. The water when clouds collide.
From the inside out we were formed. From the inside out we will fall. Soon this all will come to an end...
You're the pillow, the cool side. The cinder-eating high tide. The cocktail poolside. The water when clouds collide.
From the inside out we were formed. From the inside out we will fall. Soon this all will come to an end...