Codeseven - Incommunicado текст песни

Deeper in some places
She wondered how she
Someday might get a chance
To taste it
Trying harder, and never content
At least not till the last dime

The last dime is spent
The last dime is spent

*purposefully, as if it were the intent and the will of humanity*

How often can i say that i changed my ideas
While i'm counting butterflies
You will come in peace
To many lame excuses

*chorus*

*chorus* X 2