Unravelled
It's too cold to travel on your own
So alone
With a bottle and a map on your phone
It's you who unravelled what was sewn into bone
Push the throttle and collapse what was known
You run until you hit the wall
You trip and fall
You tell us that you had it all
Did you have anything at all?
You're closing on the perfect deal
Your final meal
Was any of it ever real?
So alone
With a bottle and a map on your phone
It's you who unravelled what was sewn into bone
Push the throttle and collapse what was known
You run until you hit the wall
You trip and fall
You tell us that you had it all
Did you have anything at all?
You're closing on the perfect deal
Your final meal
Was any of it ever real?
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