the rot - Dean Blunt

I told her relax

You might as well relax

'Cause the fear is going down, down, down

I told you to leave

But you never do it

So the fear is going on, on, on

See it coming down, down, down

And I guess it’ll rot away

And I found you here on another day

You were waiting for an old dream

Found you on another day

All is spoken, after that

There’s a desert left behind

You’re a stranger in a dark room

Holding on to someone new

I am waiting on an old dream

Holding on to someone new, ooh

For a moment, I’ve been waiting

Stranger in a dark room

See it going down, down, down

Said it’s going down, down, down