Tekster: Stars. The Five Ghosts. Fixed.

What you want, you are, you always were
What you want, you are, you always were.
When the plans fall, changing hands
What are the chances of winning

You, you hold my heart
You, you won't let up
after I am caught, touch turns into fisticuffs
it's all in your head, wonder if I'm fixed to cut.

fake statistics, and the collected home
with all the hunger, that keeps you climbing walls
it's the one thing you can count on
We all end floating away, we all end floating away

You, you hold my heart
You, you won't let up
after I am caught, touch turns into fisticuffs
it's all in your head, wonder if I'm fixed to cut.

Is it your fall?

You, you're sinking so they say
You, you're finished so they say
You, you're buried so they say
You, a killer killing fate.