Текст песни 3.21 We Were Promised Jetpacks - Act On Impulse

you died alone
you died on impact
all of this talk of death
was really preying on my weak
and the smell of sweat
really helps me sleep

the act alone
we act on impulse
and all this talk of death
is really preying on my knees
and the smell of sweat
really helps me sleep

you died alone

you act alone
you act on impulse