As I took a step number four. Into the close of your tenement. You cast your darkened eyes so low. Said we're cold as the step cement. But I just don't know what you meant. So Alec you may want a pill. We are so cruel to communicate. Without the red stuff being spilled. We must MDMA our sentiment. But I just don't know what you meant. If we were feckless we'd be fine. Sucking hard on our innocence. But we've been bright in our decline. Been left as blackened filament. But I just don't know what you meant. 'Cause I feel blood inside the vein. I feel life inside the ligament. I feel alive yeah just the same. Same vigour and the same intent. So I just don't know if that's what you meant. . (postado por delluchi)