Volcano

If I could go back to geography class Maybe I could learn how to make less An attempt In between you and us The fuel and the Gas Like an arrow it lines down the back of Your head Screaming yellow, Bruce Lee, The rag Caustic tears falling through a veil How could I be so naive? Я падаю вниз на уровень громче Let me fall if I must, let me Crawl if I love If I'm being Honest, I'm always more less Time a Volcano Get on your Knees If you wake me up, you will Bleed My Angel man become danger man When one door closes, another Opens My danger man Только лава может смыть подлунные сны Завязать Летую нить об угли златых костров There are no Forbidden magic here Don't pretend you are Here As I kiss, there's blood on my Lips The mist My head is higher than my wrists Don't tell the captain we have come so far I'm only story Being written on the dark