Singer:stills, the
it starts with a match
and the wind that blows
what you bury inside
what no one knows
can i escape these
hands that glow
not who i wanted to be
a thousand leagues under the sea
my hands are on fire
i'll make my move
with no eyes in sight
the slightest touch
the wrong choice
makes it right
i saw the flames
crawl up your spine
when the room got warm
i froze up inside