Postdata - Warning текст песни

You died without warning
That September morning
I spoke to you aloud for the last time
I said if you could hear me, I think you can hear me
You stubborn deaf old man, you never listen to a damn thing I say
I remember our bodies when we were both 20
Tangled in the night
We fucked it up right, didn't we?
Time, time it keeps moving, maybe that's an illusion
The pictures tell us lies
We are not filled with lines
We are not fading
So welcome to the night
You better bring your fists to fight
We are not leaving