Alba s touto skladbou:
The Thing,
You've got that sick sixth sense,
Where everything you do is a misprint,
A misconfused mess.
Pull the thread like a seamstress,
You're scared,
And frayed at the edge again.
Just put the phone down now,
Hang up the reciever while you still can.
Nobody's listening,
They'll be fishing for answers for days,
We're the ones that got away.
Oh, we could go to Hell and back for this one,
Oh, we could go to Hell and back for this.
You've already been there,
You've already seen the things,
You shouldn't see.
I can't let you go,
We're running on empty.
Everything we shouldn't be,
I can't let you go.
So is there something else,
That you should be telling me?
What's the worst threat,
That you could give me.
You can't be done with the fly-by-night thing,
Let's take this to the end.
What did the heat tell you,
That let all of the drama get inside you,
And slowly break through.
When somethings got a hold on you,
It means you're always coming through.
Oh, we could go to Hell and back for this one,
Oh, we could go to Hell and back for this.
You've already been there,
You've already seen the things,
You shouldn't see.
I can't let you go,
We're running on empty.
Everything we shouldn't be,
I can't let you go.
I can't let you go.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
Nobody move and nobody gets hurt.
You've already been there,
You've already seen the things,
You shouldn't see.
I can't let you go,
We're running on empty.
Everything we shouldn't be,
I can't let you go.
You've already been there,
You've already seen the things,
You shouldn't see.
I can't let you go,
We're running on empty.
Everything we shouldn't be,
I can't let you go.
I can't let you go.
I can't let you go.
