like this summer unsettledand surprisingly greyI'm supposed to be warmbut I'm tricked by a cold betrayalknowing th at your cold warisn't over at allseeing how you try steering a craftthat is bound to stallnothing's in your wayand no one 's out to save youso you can wither by the wealthor you can catch up on yourselfso fed up with the good faceto spare us fr om knowingwhat we already knowand the faces we are scared of showingyou have all that you hadnow it's time to give upand leave that miserable struggleyou once thought your love could stopnothing's in your wayand no one's out to save youso you can wither by the wealthor you can catch up on yourselfnothing's in your wayand no one's out to save youwhen your world is coming downand your ramparts hit the ground