Black Market Aftermath tonight

The higher we fly off
the sooner we'll need our feet on the ground
The more we want freedom
the more we release, the more we're alone
In my memories
I am dragging you to me
And in my memories
we are blood and lust
Tonight I'll burn my memories
tonight I'm all of my enemies
tonight….
I am all dressed with idiosyncrasies
we're all the same, all…but the one I see?
are we some sense, or just a bladder filled?
I'm leaving somewhere, or I'm here to be?
Tonight…
The higher we'll fly off
the stronger our hands clench through the sun
And whatever will
we'll be as one, and dream
and if dark will reach
we'll beam our smile and live