I can't, cover up, the sound of your gun I guess, it's time, for you, to run I can't, cover up, the sound of your gun I guess, it's best, for you, to run Skipping stones And all the light was torn apart Moving slow From all the nights I tried to hide Are you, feeling low? If it's not what you want, then what have you done? For that, I must confess Before it's too dark, and you would not be around If I could turn back the time right now It'll be the same itinerary Just different day I can't, cover up, the sound of your gun I think, it's best, for you, to run I can't, cover up, the sound of your gun You do realize, what you have done Fuck the moon And for all the senses it was trying sell Sitting tired From all the cracks I tried to fix How are you feeling now? If it's not what you want, then what have you done? For that, I must confess Before it's too dark, and you would not be around If I could turn back the time right now It'll be the same itinerary Just different day ♪ If I could turn back the time right now It'll be the same itinerary Just different day