Brush off the hours of your day
I'm buried in the distant dusk
Winding past certain roads history's remapped
I'm not together I'm apart.
I'm not together I'm apart.

The wilderness of these streets
The neon trees shine their lights down on me.
Years on repeat.
Years on repeat.

Mother I don't even care, I thought I tried
I'm so sorry I never call and I never write
The traffic light blinked a million times
I blinked twice and twenty years went by
Twenty years went by

The wilderness of these streets
The neon trees shine their lights down on me.
Years of defeat.
Years of defeat.

We're stuck somewhere in between
The sounds of the orchestra rise
And swell all around me

This is the end of all things
This is the end [x4]

This is the end of all things.


Lyrics submitted by Brizian

Metropole song meanings
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