The Arcane Model

It's winning time today

You change your colors fast

And, well, you may

'Cause we're all acting coy again

Catastrophes are happening

Things change, went out of style

Maybe that's okay

Just for awhile

We were acting wide again

So, no one speaks to her fears

See you at your house

I know that you're a temperate old souse

And now it's like before

There's no one at the door

Cursed and out of style

I now that I am out but not by miles

And now it's like before

There's no one at the door

To see your life and lies

Will break your heart until

You must despise everything about yourself

It's a pity ...

Strike the land beyond

We started off on bikes

Came home in cars

And at the junction we revealed

That we believed in you

See you at your house

I know that you're a temperate old souse

And now it's like before

There's no one at the door

Cursed and out of style

I now that I am out but not by miles

And now it's like before

There's no one at the door