Текст: Backseat Goodbye. Dreaming At The Top Of Your Lungs.

so this is it. you called for a comeback. all you got was a sad reply. and two years worth of worry. so this is... it. we're out of time. so this is it. so this is... you can't look back. it's too late for a consequence. forget everything. forget everyone. 'cause this is it. we're out of time. no more common sense. no more daylight. dreaming at the top of your lungs. keep dreaming at the top of your lungs. dreaming at the top of your lungs. dreaming at the top of your lungs