Tekster:
To Die For Epilogue

I'll contest but they won't listen When the casualty rate's near 100% And there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving Crashing through

dog I don't wanna be lost in smoke and fog I don't wanna be treated like a dog Don't wanna be just in time for the epilogue Give me a break, don't give

and I'll contest but they won't listen when the casualty rate's near 100%, and there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving... crashing

Now I write this final letter To whom it may concern It is time to close a chapter The last one in this world Soon as I'm done writing It's time for

Oversættelse: Death Cab For Cutie. Selskabet opfordrer Epilog [suppleant Take].

Oversættelse: Death Cab For Cutie. Selskabet opfordrer Epilog.

and I'll contest but they won't listen when the casualty rate's near 100%, and there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving... crashing

and I'll contest but they won't listen when the casualty rate's near 100%, and there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving... crashing

thought it would last forever We thought it would never end For each other we took our lives Where can I find my love I'm frail without you For a moment