Without any, blue candles fading...
Time goes by, between murders.
Whole wide world.
Whole wide world.
Black track on your hand, probably meant to scare me
It's more a tender reminder, of times that passed
Whole wide world.
Whole wide world.
Side by side, you follow the hunting*
Whole wide world.
Whole wide world.
Whole wide world.
Whole wide world.
*Lyrics up for discussion, vocals too unclear to determine what is said
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