Exit Suite Lyrics
The shortest hour
The exit suite
We dread tomorrow
When life has turned
When night runs
We fear the dawn
A liaison
Time near stops
We hide to light each other's warmth
Phantom limb
The years are hurting me
The shortest hour
The exit suite
We dread tomorrow
When life has turned
When night runs
We fear the dawn
A liaison
Time near stops
We hide to light each other's warmth
Phantom limb
The years are hurting me