Paroles de Depths (Pt. 2)

Dizzy, we're caught in a spin If I was older, then would you still let me win Cold, so cold And all that you say again, that's like Don't go, so cold You're not the same Seriously, at last it bothers me Under the blue of my desire to be Never taking myself that seriously Don't think it bothers me Chasing, the depths of ascent I had to learn it To savor the consequences Cold, so cold And all that you say again, that's like Don't go, so cold You're not the same Seriously, at last it bothers me Under the blue of my desire to be Never taking myself that seriously Don't think it bothers me Seriously, at last it bothers me Under the blue of my desire to be Never taking myself that seriously Don't think it bothers me