Fairweather - Letter Of Intent Lyrics
You break down systematically when everything is black andwhite and red was making up for giving in enough to sleep at night?You must be tired now from days and nights of growing old,I'll mark this down as one and call it moving on.don't bother reading those last rites, with demons sleepingsoundly out of sight, Sustaining tones of broken bones willsleep with you tonight.You must be tired now from days and nights of growing old,I'll mark this down as one that I take to my grave aloneI'm making this my last reply,and mark this down as one for moving on,it's my resignationand mark this down as one for moving on