but beauty is a dying art
there's only so much you can wonder about
before life drives you mad
before life drives you mad
and words mean nothing at all
there's not a single word
to speak for my rambling around
but i was searching for something
oh i was searching for something
time means nothing at all
it's a mark of the living to die
and the sun's meant to stare us straight in the eye
so maybe you will feel fire
maybe some day your love is wild
maybe some day your love is wild
i can fall forever but i'd never make it
hell is all that you know
cause you've been hurt and you've walked on coals
and you crush under every command
hell on earth is what life's always been
you crush under every command
hell on earth is what life's always been