B - iamamiwhoami, ionnalee

There it was the land of decay

We should pack our things and run away

Rest in the quicksand

Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand

Sink slowly not take flight

Let silence take us at daylight

Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

Wanting higher

Higher up

Wanting higher up

Higher up

Wanting higher

Higher up

'Til morning forces us to climb back down

I’d rather stay, I’d rather let us drown

Up, up, up

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

Wanting higher

Up, up, up

Wanting higher up

Up, up, up

Wanting higher

Up, up, up

Up, up, up

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

High

Up, up, up

What a harsh unpleasant hello

The paranoia I’ve learned to live with although

I will never shake what’s there behind

Your songs are still playing in my mind

All that white only turns you blue

Look after me and I’ll look after you

Take a deep breath as we go, as we go