You may have to run to come to this
Don't catch your minds wrist
Oh, my god is deliver your children from adults
Only our prophets and heroines
Won't bring you a normalcy

Break your heart just a wide enough to lie
This is a discipline of deep water

I am not the queen of anyone
Fuck later on

Who really are you without story to start you?
Hands in the fire until
He make your iron I will
Free, free, don't believe in
This is one for new love fall-falling

Afraid to not to kiss you on the mouth
Hold your hands out
Fires there brings into knife like the air
When pleasure hurts you more than anything
I'm the one and the whispering her cheaper
Stop your mind just for long enough to stray
This is the only hold of every part