Nothing thrills us anymore
No one kills us anymore
Life is such a chore
When it's….
Boring...
Nothing thrills us anymore
No one kills us anymore
Life is such a chore
When it's….
Boring...
We are stars,
Fashioned in the flesh and bone.
We are islands,
Excuses to remain alone.
We are moons,
Throw ourselves around each other.
We are oceans,
Being controlled by the pull of another.
We'd be so less fragile
If we're made from metal,
And our hearts from iron,
And our minds from steel.
...I just wanna be loved by you.
I see nothing worse than to sail this universe without you...