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Låttexter: Number One Gun. To The Secrets And Knowledge. Big Machines.


I wonder where you're at
Onto better things
And you want it now
I wonder if you'll ask
All the big machines
And I'm all done

Why do I ask?
Out of all the things
That I could be doing
How do I hide?
To waste my time

I wonder where you're at
You avoid these things
You want it now
You're something that you're not
And you'll never be
All that good to me
Always a new tad
All the things that we had, tonight
All I want to do is disappear in darkness
Forget you

Wandering from my eyes, I'm done
The shriveling of my skin makes you
Don't you think if I got too young
Then all of this would make us all done, done
Bye

You're something that you're not
And you'll never be
All that good to me
Always a new tad
That all the things that we had tonight
And all I want to do is disappear in darkness
Forget you

Wandering from my eyes, I'm done
The shriveling of my skin makes you
Don't you think if I got too young
Then all of this would make us all done, done
Bye

Bye bye, bye bye
I'm all done, with us, with us
And I say bye bye, bye bye
I'm all done with us, with us
(Don't you think if I got too young
Then all of this would make us all done, done)