Thought I'd be having more fun on this trip -
it's just horrible visions and shit.
Pray for the only thing that never changes
and I thought we learned our lesson about fucking with time?
It's about fucking time. The bottle keeps coming back,
my own message that's still sealed inside.
I love you, I do.
I love you, I don't.
Now you try one and tell me your day isn't better when you're barely even
there when needed tell me your day isn't better without memorize and bridge out signs.