Trace me where I?m heading
Cover me with broken blankets
Show me things that can?t be seen
Just like my reflections
Close the door
So that I won?t be afraid
It?s my turn,
to be burned on a stick
If you?d ask
I would?ve passed,
but it?s too late
It?s not my fault
It?s normal to see
people in a different way
It?s just like a circle
Please don?t fall
Give it the can
Open all the windows,
so that I won?t be afraid
Cover me with broken blankets
Show me things that can?t be seen
Just like my reflections
Close the door
So that I won?t be afraid
It?s my turn,
to be burned on a stick
If you?d ask
I would?ve passed,
but it?s too late
It?s not my fault
It?s normal to see
people in a different way
It?s just like a circle
Please don?t fall
Give it the can
Open all the windows,
so that I won?t be afraid