Blinding by the past
Not that they want
Digging every part of the cell
Makes them want to vanish from the world
Light the fire
To catch the spark
But still burning
In the palm of insecure
Blinding by the past
Not that they want
Digging every part of the cell
Makes them want to vanish from the world
Light the fire
To catch the spark
But still burning
In the palm of insecure