take your wings outside
you can't fly in here
besides
a purple sky is better soaring for you my angel
you're angel
you little devil
as for me i'll stay inside
i'll be just fine and i'll watch from the window. cannot categorize the nature of this sickness
a miracle that you're alive-
stuck to the roof of my mouth with a staple. remember last april when we saw u.s. maple?
somehow the singer showed the fireside exactly how i feel. and we say goodbye
and go underground
or up towards the sky
up in smoke
burnt down to size. at least we're still friends. at least we're still alive. take your wings outside
no use for them in here. bad luck to open inside
work like umbrellas
like a broken mirror. it's getting clearer-
the end is closer than ever before and you'll want nothing more
then your head hits the floor
and you're lost in the darkness. and we say goodbye and go underground. or up towards the sky
up in smoke
burnt down to size. at least we're still friends. at least we're still alive. and we say goodbye and go underground. or up towards the sky
up in smoke
burnt down to size. at least we're still friends. at least we're still alive.