By raging fire, it's the last moment of a single memory of mine.
And it best become to find the ring is ours
Every little second of the time is ours and when
we come, we come far.
Am I a minute too late? Did I even say? Did I laugh in the moment in a personal way?
I get down as fuck on the city's past
A grimace on my face when your legs collapsed.
I don't want to ever come off like that..
Dream of me, brother, when the tank is out.
