I Should Have Called Ms. Cleo Emmure

Go!

Why did september take them away from me?

So hear me now, my silver goddess
For I am your knight of swords
Such cold hands, I must have to make skin feel so far away

So teach me how to say our last goodbyes

Teach me how to die
I bet you'll love me more when I am gone

And there must be another way out
And there must be another way out

Fear not, my
My brethren
There will be
Salvation
Salvation

Won't you go for a ride? Let's drink a cerveza
And shed our wings, let's shed our wings

So hear me now, my silver goddess
I swear one day you'll be okay, my darling
Such cold hands, I must have to make skin feel so far away