River, river, take me in Into your living waters flood I will let you through my skin And swap for my congealing blood
You reflect my purest face Remind me where I'm coming from Drown me in and leave no trace If whom I started to become
I'm a scrap yard, I'm a burned ground I'm a chest of suffering painted gold I'm a soldier, I'm a gunshot I'm a minefield waiting to explode
Would my dry mouth, speak your words now Would my concrete heart open the door I'm a chaos, I'm a struggle I'm a leaking lifeboat in the storm
A trembling moth in spider's web That's halted midway to the light Waiting for a strike of wind That will release it from the trap
This is how I come to you I'm leaving all I was behind This is when the hardest truth Is better than the sweetest lie
I'm a scrap yard, I'm a burned ground I'm a chest of suffering painted gold I'm a soldier, I'm a gunshot I'm a minefield waiting to explode
Would my dry mouth, speak your words now Would my concrete heart open the door I'm a chaos, I'm a struggle I'm a leaking lifeboat in the stormTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
