Gathering - Debris Lyrics
Darling, babyDon't say maybeDisobey me, I'll beLike a bad pennyI twist the truthI love your youthYou're losing gripTake a trip, you,You're going downGoing downYou're going downLike fallen angelsI will mesmeriseYou will paralyseFramed in your gameSlowly fadingNo one knowingWe are throughCount your blessingsCount to eighteenSouls to perishFor a few stolen dreams onlyAs we've walked down the alleyOn the misty afternoonNo one looked back nor forwardThe city walls felt distantNever at our reachWe're sentenced to your worldYou're going downYou're going downWith meYou're going down with meI will mesmeriseYou will paralyseLike fallen angels