Autumn's Grey Solace Waning Faithful
Hoping, suffocating
Wanting something new
Now I'll find way to go.
Hold on, somehow, to notions incomplete.
Trusted, cold, relenting fate
Wanting someone new.
Now I'll find a way to go.
Oh no, this
Somehow, the notion's incomplete.
Big mistake, Stay away.
Drinking, Dance to
Wanting something new.
