These are our humble days.
We had a high ideal,
But the family strays
Once, I thought the world was blue.
Now its raining colors,
A paralyzing hue.
I am never grieving
The wicked things weve done.
Lets walk into the whirlpools heart,
And die while were still young.
Come to a place I know, where the air is clean,
And were both alone.
Maybe, we could capture there.
Some of all we lost,
In that nether world.
I am never grieving
The wicked things weve done.
Lets walk into the whirlpools heart,
And die while were still young.
Days forever dreaming the wicked things weve done.
Lets walk into the whirlpools heart,
And die while were still young.
I am never grieving
The wicked things weve done.
Lets walk into the whirlpools heart,
And die while were still young.
Days forever dreaming the wicked things weve done.
Lets walk into the whirlpools heart,
And die while were still young.