Текст песни Dead Poetic - Molotov
Dead Poetic - Molotov слова песни
With my back to the wall you`ve somehow pinned me up against.Fingernails in the palms of these tightly clenched fists.And I`m somewhere in between a held tongue and a curse.Or I could keep it inside, and hide it.In hopes my avoidance will cure it.But there`s no time for this.Or I could keep it inside, and hide it.In hopes my avoidance will cure it.But there`s no time for this again.So light it up and let it fly away.A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames.Put your back to them all, I swear they`re not getting you there.A blueprint for the outside, when it`s cold out there.It`s not clear, but I refuse to breathe from these machines again.You all depend on the filters that keep you awayFrom the pain when you cry, and the praises you sang.It`s not real so I refuse to breathe from these machines again.So light it up and let it fly away.A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames.And I won`t ask a lot from you, I just pray that the masks will come unglued.And we`re not yours, we`ll be with you soon.I hope we can be with you soon.So light it up and let it fly away.A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames.And I won`t ask a lot from you, I just pray that the masks will come unglued.And we`re not yours, we`ll be with you soon.And this routine feels like a knife, entering my back then down my spine.I`ve withstood the sting for long enough, and I`m prepared to discard it.So light it up and let it go away. So light it up and let it fly away.Fly away.