Tekster: Glass Garage. Self-Centred. You Were Scene.

Like a vagrant to be hung, your face dropped fast
because you're young. relight this sun.
and watch these fuckers burn.
you think i sing of hate... your wrong.
i love fact im saying what i want.
when i want.
again and again.
well give over you fool.
im not tied to what i bleed inside of me.
give over you fool.
im not tied to what i bleed inside of me.
lights up and im dying to hear you scream
(ALL SCREAM FOR ME)
i saw these words shine infront of me
(ALL SCREAM FOR ME)
all this time you said you wouldnt leave.
well lets see you go.
lets see you go