It's an outdoor scene,1917, just you and me in a fever dream
The world sits beneath, we staring at the city streets
We go to my place for the whole day
We watch a hot air balloon go cray
Out our window on a Novemer day
I know i'm gonna stay with you untill May
The Summer always brings complications,
and its all these things we stay contemplating.
Go out the door, we all turn to Satan.
At the door we all turn to Satan.