Driving slowly to the bridge
With nothing left that we can give
We smile at this ugly world.
It never really suited you…
Old songs leave long shadows,
Make you shut down all your emotions.
Money needs money and slums need the poor
Curled like an animal lying on the floor,
Curled like an animal lying on the floor.
So long, my fatal friend!
I don't need this.
The sky's so clear, the different view!
I rarely dream unless it's true.
Confusion or master plan
Perceived by the rest, we still have to run.
The roads never end, the motion starts,
Reality gives no romance.
Take me to the bridge, had another meaning
Singing it loud at the indie disco,
Singing it loud at the indie disco.
So long, my fatal friend!
I don't need this to end,
I re-imagine the steps you took
Still blinded by your intellect.
Walk me to the bridge,
Walk me to the bridge.
So long, my faithful friends!
I don't need this…
Walk me to the bridge,
Walk me to the bridge.
So long, my fatal friend!
I don't need this to end,
I re-imagine the steps you took
Still blinded by your intellect.
Walk me to the bridge,
Walk me to the bridge.
So long, my faithful friends!
I don't need this…