Hyper Chondriac Music (muse)

Golden skies feed my role

This forgotten space race under my control

Who's returned from the dead ?

Who remains ?

You wanted more than I was worth...

You think I was scared yeah...

And you needed proof...

Who really cares anymore ?

Who restrains ?

I don't love you...

And I never did...

I don't love you...

And I never will...