Lyrics:

I was tired, you were reeling, delayed at long last
We were shot, you were seething as if this could not last
But inside they were speaking of hemlines and old casts
When they saw we were flashing some fashion of the past
Over time it fell into the back
Atwisted crime and terrifying to someting black
We arrived in the rain of the pageantry and lists
you were stuck to the ceiling, dressed up and so pissed
I was fine, you were screaming, we're picking up too fast
Decent time wasn't made but we never had a chance
And over time it fell into the back
Apotent crime and terrifying end to something predictable – something, one thing black.