Atrium - Wally Lopez

Heart is running low Vanquished and confined as we walk through the corridor Measuring the dark Until the meter says we can't take no more You feel good about it, you say You need to feel good about it Still ridden with spite Language is defied as we walk through the corridor We sing to the night Abolishing the promise Our constellation is so far from reach I'm fading from your sky The shutdown is complete You turned away despite my loving The time is burning slow You beckon on the way as you walk through the exit door While estimating the losses rising The venom in the glasses, I need more, yeah You still feel good about it, you say You need to feel good about it Still ridden with spite Language is defied as we walk through the corridor We sing to the night Abolishing the promise Our constellation is so far from reach (I touched your ember with a little bit of my wing) I'm fading from your sky The shutdown is complete You turned away despite my loving In her room, Marriott, New York Checking in to be held by you, then checking out Direction is shuffled back to nil (nil, nil) Caught in your maze still (still, still) We sing to the night Abolishing the promise Our constellation is so far from reach (I touched your ember with a little bit of my wing) I'm fading from your sky The shutdown is complete You turned away despite my loving