Right in my blood, a beige tone
Please face the trigger
Nothing remained, nor the picture

Our year goes by in your time
Our year goes by a hole

A hole's line is a new day
Seized in silence
We've died the storm out now
Baby it's your face in tears

Nothing remained nor the picture

Our year goes by in your time
Our year goes by a hole

I was swimming in the future
Out now and I hate to fade alone

Nothing remained nor the picture
Our year goes by in your time
Our year goes by

A hole, in all is all we are a hole
A hole, in all is all we are a hole
A hole, in all is all we are a hole
A hole, in all is all we are a hole
A hole, in all is all we are a hole
A hole, in all is all we are a hole