Right in my blood, a beige tone Please face the trigger Nothing remained, nor the picture Our year goes by in your time Our year goes by a hole A hole's line is a new day Seized in silence We've died the storm out now Baby it's your face in tears Nothing remained nor the picture Our year goes by in your time Our year goes by a hole I was swimming in the future Out now and I hate to fade alone Nothing remained nor the picture Our year goes by in your time Our year goes by A hole, in all is all we are a hole A hole, in all is all we are a hole A hole, in all is all we are a hole A hole, in all is all we are a hole A hole, in all is all we are a hole A hole, in all is all we are a hole