Acid jed de Letters To Cleo

So the sky is crumbling
i am not afraid
'cause you see this too
so my hands are shaking
i am not afraid
'cause you've got it bad
I was counting all the monsters
i am ever going to be
i was falling a thousand miles an hour
swirling around, the only sound was acid jed
If this were the last day
and this mind were not mine
then i can't be ruined
and that's 'cause you're all mine
so the sky is. so my hands are.