Ahh
Ahh

Waiting for the night to come
There's a hundred dead cities outside

You weren't made for this place
But it's not your fault
And I don't know if it's all made up

Lose a little
Move a little
Turn a little
Break a little
Hurt a little
Move a little
Turn a little
Break a little
Lose a little
Move a little
Turn a little
Break a little
Hurt a little
Move a little