I ain't takin' photos for a sec
Filter nothing from reality
At the table of the damned
Honey and milk are missed
It's also said whoever you meet
You'll bump into yourself one day
Different time, old acquaintances
Nothing exists that doesn't touch something else, quote
You've got seekers of happiness
You've got seekers of wealth
You've got seekers of trouble
We're chemistry with too much garnish
With the music in our chest
Kill them with love, kill them with love
More than the sum of the parts
Different time, old acquaintances
Nothing exists that doesn't touch something else, quote
Someday we'll find each other again