(Chorus) Touch fire, just to taste the truth Say "I'm gonna die." So are you We chase the lightning, cause we need to move This is our science, we've got nothing to prove
Tell me where you're going with that knife in your hand, yeah Tell me what you're thinking, boy, what do you got planned? See I don't trust your smile, I know your daddy lets you run wild as the wind I saw you touch her eyelids and I can see you want so clearly to kiss her lips
I got friend who walks the strip with a gun on his hip His reason is this: if people caught a glimpse they won't be talking shit And he can rest his heavy fists, he got hands to take teeth He don't need quarters to coax them from lips
To you, this is as crazy as it gets To the man with the bruises on hands, it only makes sense, yeah And that's the way that he is (tooth-taker) And that's the way that I live
I wasn't born in a boxcar, when I die bury me with crossed arms Underneath the tree up in the back yard Lip that coin in my pocket, yeah, it's a lost art Living what you're giving till it finally stops hearts
When us good guys die, we hope those that survive Can spin a solid lie to make us look real hard Cause we ain't tough, tell em Stef (We just deal with whatever comes up)
This is for those who can't take a hint, find a hundred neighbors Ask if they could change their life, then what would they do different Would it be little shifts or would it be some hidden dream From the bitter deep that no one even knows exists
To me it makes sense You can waste your time tossing blades of grass at the wind That you could swing fists and if it sinks ships Bury me at sea with my arms crossed and a smile upon my pink lips
Tell me this, put up your fingertips If you're living your life exactly the way that you wished, yeah And for the rest of us with our hands on our hips Our work is never done, we are Sisyphus
Tell me where you're going with that knife in your hand, yeah Tell me what you're thinking, boy, what do you got planned? I don't trust your smile, I know your daddy lets you run wild, wild as the wind I saw you touch her eyelids and I can see you want so clearly to kiss Kiss, kiss, kiss her lips
(Chorus) Touch fire (touch fire) Just to taste the truth (just to taste the truth) Say "I'm gonna die." (I'm gonna die) So are you (so are you)
We chase the lightning (we chase the lightning) Cause we need to move (cause we need to move) This is our science (this is our science) We've got nothing to prove (we've got nothing to prove)
(Chorus) So you touch fire (touch fire) Just to taste the truth (just to taste the truth) Say "I'm gonna die." (I'm gonna die) So are you (so are you)
We chase the lightning (we chase the lightning) Cause we need to move (cause we need to move) This is our science (this is our science) We've got nothing to prove (we've got nothing to prove)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
