Hopesfall - Dead In Magazines Lyrics
someone called your shotjust from the other sidethe self made rival you arei thought i caught you breathingit was just the sound of me laughingmodern days eve locked arm in arm with cosmo queensturning headsthen their backstrying to find the polarized version of their obsessionthis is how to escape the horizon, curled up and frozen stillits the tilt of the hour glassand we're slowly thinking, waiting, and waking