March Of Bastille

The Vaine

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How did we become strangers from afar?
I don't, I don't know
But you pushed and you shoved me
To think that you loved me, it doesn't show
Oh no, It doesn't show

And here the skies will change
To a brighter shade of grey
But we'll fall so far we'll drown
And closer comes the day
That we will fade away
No reason and goodbye

Quiet for a while
Until I've caught my breath
Well it's coming now
I''ve cried for so long now
And I'll try to breathe
But this air is choking me, my hope is gone
And I'll try to breathe
But this air is choking me, my hope is gone

And here the skies will change
To a brighter shade of grey
When we'll fall so far we'll drown
And closer comes the day
That we will fade away,
But no reason and goodbye

Closer comes the day we fade away

(Closer! Closer!)

Closer comes the day we fade away

(We fade away!)

(Closer! Closer!)

Closer comes the day we fade away

(We fade away!)

Here the skies will change
To a brighter shade of grey
We'll fall so far we'll drown