Pennsylvanie, 8 novembre 2004.
See you in Detroit.
Maybe the rain will stop following me
With millions of colors reflected in daylight
Right on the kickdrum
Turning the sound up full
Another alone on an everyday night
I think in the morning I think I’ll be alright
Watching the blood flow
No wonder I dont know why
There’s a woman in the mirror in a firey state
She motions to me I start pulling away
She’s lifting her dress up
All the way up
Oh don’t look surprised
Erased
Our lives
erased
Secret Machines – Nowhere Again
