Debris Lyrics - The Gathering

Darling, baby 

Don't say maybe 

Disobey me, I'll be 

Like a bad penny 

I twist the truth 

I love your youth 

You're losing grip 

Take a trip, you, 

You're going down 

Going down 

You're going down 

Like fallen angels 

I will mesmerise 

You will paralyse 

Framed in your game 

Slowly fading 

No one knowing 

We are through 

Count your blessings 

Count to eighteen 

Souls to perish 

For a few stolen dreams only 

As we've walked down the alley 

On the misty afternoon 

No one looked back nor forward 

The city walls felt distant 

Never at our reach 

We're sentenced to your world 

You're going down 

You're going down 

With me 

You're going down with me 

I will mesmerise 

You will paralyse 

Like fallen angels