Exploring Rouge Carpet Disaster: The Game
Don’t lose your head…
Don’t lose your head…
Did the weight and all the pressure weed you out?
All the who’s are there, but the why’s are unclear.
You miss how it all was before.
A sea and a mountain in their eroding embrace forever.
I’d burn at the stake to feel you near.
This is how it ends, take it or leave it.
I could be buried here with you.
The echo is still so loud.