hey boy
may i ask you a question?
can you turn away from the fire?
those ashes will follow you home, son
come on
dont' be a coward
is it wrong that I imagine 'death' as 'free'?
as a chance to escape a let go?
one way ticket to hell on your back
with the lips of the devil on your mouth
but i don't want to go
o i don't want to go
but i don't want to go
o i don't want to go down underground
come push the sun down
until it doesn't rise
you know us sad boys
well, we can't stand the light
listen up
i'm gonna tell you a secret
I am made out of water!
killing your friend
in the town where you live in
you know that aint no suicide
can i be brought above to kiss the sky?
to break loose from the roots?
of course you can't
you know heaven's unreachable
when you let your own hand
take you down
but i don't want to go
o i don't want to go
o i don't want to go down underground
come push the sun down
until it doesn't rise
you know us boys
well, we can't stand the light
flames upon the edge of a saint
it's a martyr mistake i know...