Bob is holding out on bones, falling to a pitch black hole
Empty bottles, somewhere at home, think of my house, burning...
Lo prosecutor, call...
Call me
Took a drink through a mountain
Keep it open, I was broken down
Oh, stay
Tell me
When the night sets
Oh, stay
Tell me
When the night sets
At the end of time
At the end of time
At the end of time
At the end of time
At the end of time
