Ethan Durelle - Benioff lyrics

assume these walls are made of money

you can buy your way out of ecstasy

when they map the places you felt the rush

these are the shapes you learn to fear

assume these days were sent from heaven

could you trade them in for some peace of mind

when she comes for hope when she comes for joy

will you give her stones will you give her snakes

i should have stayed in tonight

you're much too quick for me