Despair - Operators

Despair, our idiot days unknown

Dim as the light goes

Despair, the world looks thin

Up all night, it never ends

Despair, got

But they wanna see what’s leaking in again

Despair, with a haunted head

They sleepwalk through these years of lead

I’ve been thinking low

Under information

We are born again, uh-huh

Every strange heart

Under occupation

I owe despair

Despair, dead on the street over there

The statue at the city gate

Despair, on Terminal Beach

The black sand waiting for the end

All this strange life

Almost every day now

There’s something in the air again

In the full hours

We are apparition

Come home, despair

And I

I don’t know when, I don’t know when

I don’t know when, I don’t know when it’s

Home again

Every pale heart

Opening forever

You found dark des-s-s-s-s-spair