Listen to your heartbeat.
Listen as it slows, as your memory folds to the backbeat.
Now you're in the back-seat.
Watch your memory go, this body's getting older without me.
Listen to your heartbeat.
It's putting on a show, remembering the gold that used to tempt me.
It's blinding but you can't see.
The men have lost control, they're trying to withold the world around me.
It's vicious how the visions scold.
Nobody knows it's scariest to show the world
Your entire soul.
As I run from decay.
Listen to your heartbeat.
Listen as it slows, the blood will try to flow through this concrete.
Sitting in the front seat,
It's time to travel home to the place that I have known but I can't see.
It's vicious how the visions scold.
Nobody knows it's scariest to show the world
Your entire soul.
As I run from decay.