...and the mountains crumble to the sea...
Outside-a flurry of faded visions
In her mind-a cacophony of syncopated rhythms
Crash course-full force
No remorse
No one understands her
Why should she even complain?
She has it all
It just doesn't work out that way
She's dead last-deep in an endless race
Shotgun blast-the last time you see her face
In her mind-a cacophony of syncopated rhythms
Crash course-full force
No remorse
No one understands her
Why should she even complain?
She has it all
It just doesn't work out that way
She's dead last-deep in an endless race
Shotgun blast-the last time you see her face