Texty: Stabilo. Other. Enemy.

Overcome by the enemy
I run back up to my room
Where I find your ruins

And love
Will you make a fool of me?
You got me doing things
I never would believe

Open eyes behind enemy lines
As I lie on my back and cross my fingers

This room it is my gravity
It keeps me on the ground
When I have no weight

And trust
Have you been misleading us?
Cause I believed when they said
The enemy she is a friend

Let's make a toast to our useless work
And our hopeless cause
To assess the damage of the loss