歌词
Seemingly silent and still,
Nightfall tightens the tourniquet of concern even further.
Squeezing thoughts into choices measured on my three-fingered hand.
My heart doesn't beat like before, crooked and cuffed to the floor.
Forget everything and remember:
As another passing phase on the way to the grave visions start to
Skew and life will always provide
One last chance to get it all wrong.