Wanna pack your bags, Something small
Take what you need and we disappear
Without a trace we'll be gone, gone
The moon and the stars can follow the car
and then when we get to the ocean
We gonna take a boat to the end of the world
All the way to the end...
...............good job bastage. Good job indeed.
Well you're the closest thing I have
To bring up in a conversation
About a love that didn't last
But I could never call you mine
Cause I could never call myself yours
And if we were really meant to be
Well then we defied destiny...
They should've never put you in this cage,But they surely set the stage for me to find a wayTo come and be there with youNow, there may be nothing of you leftBut the clothes on your bones and your cold rotten flesh but…The only thing between us now is death, ohAnd soon I...