Born of dust and stone. Dead hearts, roaming a dying home. Life leaves us all, white bones. Upon the shores of time,
We are but sparks in a darkened world.
And yet some things were born to burn.
The napalm in your eyes,is all my cold heart needs. If you bring the matches,I'll bring the gasoline. I'm the same bad news as you.You're the same kind of fucked as me. I'm the same bad news as you. You're the same,you're the same as me.