Shell of an engine, unexplained Burst to fire engulfed in flames Breathing exhaust, a heatwave mirage Nothing to lose 'til everything's really gone It's worse than death, than life compressed To fill a page in the Sunday paper I had the shuddering thought "This was gonna make me late for work"
Biting a chain, free like a lame Oh, can you be healed? Scratch my knees on the gravel Say it's all part of the deal Covered in scars a canyon deep It's not like what I thought it'd be The gruesome beauty of your face in everyone I meet
I was on a long spiral down Before I make it to the ground I'll wrap Orion's belt around my neck And kick the chair out On a long spiral down Before I make it to the ground I'll wrap Orion's belt around my neck And kick the chair out And I'll kick the chair out Kick the chair outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
