Unbeliever

Unbeliever - You Me
I ve been wanting too
This day it is
With the devil s voice inside my head
And the streets they re all,
they re after fortune
And the sky is painted
about our grave
But I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
And on
Now I m 1000 miles away
from nowhere
And the night is turning,
is turning bleak
Fear comes pouring down
And I fear desire,
someone s fading me
But I keep hanging on
I keep hanging on
And on
Now I don t plan
Much