It"s the early signs of disintegration. The
back and forth from a new machine. It"s been
blessed and burned into a formation by a
wish dipped in kerosene. So who"s going to
light the fuse? Who"s going to be the one to
hold high the flame because I refuse. And I"ve
just begun so don"t hold me down I"m almost
done. A lesson lived through the loss of love.
This is not a search for who"s at fault, it"s more
of a plea for hope and understanding. It"s the
side effects of adoration. The come and go
and get out clean. I"ve been cursed and freed
from dedication by a wish dipped in kerosene.
back and forth from a new machine. It"s been
blessed and burned into a formation by a
wish dipped in kerosene. So who"s going to
light the fuse? Who"s going to be the one to
hold high the flame because I refuse. And I"ve
just begun so don"t hold me down I"m almost
done. A lesson lived through the loss of love.
This is not a search for who"s at fault, it"s more
of a plea for hope and understanding. It"s the
side effects of adoration. The come and go
and get out clean. I"ve been cursed and freed
from dedication by a wish dipped in kerosene.