Not everyone said you were wrong.
You shiver like an arrow,
Yet see how they splinter apart
Upon the hour of your departure.
Told you
She was leavin’ anyway.
Oh, I don’t know you
Waltzin’ ‘cross your own grave.
Not everyone said you were wrong.
Believers slunk from their state
And the hypocrites never let on.
Consensus claims us that way.
Sie sind schuldlos
Yet we’re all still touched by blame.
Das Bild der Ernsthaftigkeit
Your face is slippin’ again.