But today isn�t your rapture
No, neither for him
And you must be his raptor
But
We really don�t know
We really don�t know anymore
We really don�t know anymore
If we�re writing in scratches
Hence I�m caught in your stares
Thus I am craving broken mirrors
So I�m avoiding the image
And walk on by
He�s always been sad
He�s always been lonely
And you are a killer
Don�t you believe it?
Now we�re trapped in our throats
And you�re scared that I�m scared
I am petrified
You are prettified
But I don�t know
Where this narrowing has gone
Running on dead people
Whipping eternal tears
It�s worrying you now
Because clouds are turned grey
And the writing across these walls
And your very own story
Walk on by me
Maybe we never knew
