Tracers

Friends laughing all around

Somehow it's a solemn sound

So long you've been through

Fear of what you'll turn into

Fear of what you'll turn into

Disenchanted always blue

Planes landing all around

No one make a single sound

Something you bit into

Fear when the sky is blue

Fear when the sky is blue

Disenchanted only you

Everyday

You turn away

From the eye

We say goodbye

Everyday

You turn away

From the eye

We say goodbye

Fear of what you'll turn into

Disenchanted always blue

Fear of what you'll turn into

Disenchanted always blue

Everyday

You turn away

From the eye

We say goodbye

Everyday

You turn away

From the eye

We say goodbye