In one moment of hesitation and miscalculation, I got lost. Already exhausted alone without solace.
I'm just a romantic, to a crippling fault. All seems magic, there's nothing to see at all.
My hands belong to a conquerer, my heart belongs to a wanderer, but my feelings lead me into harm's way.
My mind belongs to a scholar, but my neck belongs in a collar. I'm wishing someone would pull me out of harm's way.
I tried to follow the constellations back to civilization, rivers to cross, vultures to maul, nature is lawless
I can't find anymore motivation than self-preservation. If I am condemned, if my life is ending, what good is pretending?
I'm just a romantic, to a crippling fault. All seems magic, when there's nothing to see at all.
My hands belong to a conqueror, my heart belongs to a wanderer, but my feelings lead me into harm's way.
My mind belongs to a scholar, but my neck belongs in a collar. I'm wishing someone would pull me out of harm's way.
I can never stay out of harm's way. I can never stay out of harm's way. I can never stay out of harm's way.
My hands belong to a conqueror, my heart belongs to a wanderer, but my feelings lead me into harm's way.
My mind belongs to a scholar, but my neck belongs in a collar. I'm wishing someone would pull me out of harm's way.
I'm just a romantic, to a crippling fault. All seems magic, there's nothing to see at all.
My hands belong to a conquerer, my heart belongs to a wanderer, but my feelings lead me into harm's way.
My mind belongs to a scholar, but my neck belongs in a collar. I'm wishing someone would pull me out of harm's way.
I tried to follow the constellations back to civilization, rivers to cross, vultures to maul, nature is lawless
I can't find anymore motivation than self-preservation. If I am condemned, if my life is ending, what good is pretending?
I'm just a romantic, to a crippling fault. All seems magic, when there's nothing to see at all.
My hands belong to a conqueror, my heart belongs to a wanderer, but my feelings lead me into harm's way.
My mind belongs to a scholar, but my neck belongs in a collar. I'm wishing someone would pull me out of harm's way.
I can never stay out of harm's way. I can never stay out of harm's way. I can never stay out of harm's way.
My hands belong to a conqueror, my heart belongs to a wanderer, but my feelings lead me into harm's way.
My mind belongs to a scholar, but my neck belongs in a collar. I'm wishing someone would pull me out of harm's way.