Escape Plans
Carsten Schrauff
You gave your word and your hand was warm and dry
And we moved on to the plans that were forgotten
And this could be like one last start
But you can’t stay here, no you can’t stay here
We bought some cones from the guys that you hung out with
And time stood still at the elevator cage
This will not be more than once
But you can’t stay here, no you can’t stay here
