Your head is on fire
Whirling masses
Rolling ashes
Keep on yawning
Career dawning
Life is Tasteless
Folding paces)
To turn away from the night
Allowing the light a low
He's surely fooling yourself
Leaving life on the shelf
You'll never know
How low an angry heart can go
How long a sitting hands return meant
(Look behind
Your head is on fire
Whirling masses
Rolling ashes
Keep on yawning
Career dawning
Life is Tasteless
Folding paces)
(Look behind Your head is on fire Whirling masses Rolling ashes Keep on yawning Career dawning Life is Tasteless Folding paces) To turn away from the night Allowing the light a low He's surely fooling yourself Leaving life on the shelf You'll never know How low an angry heart can go How long a sitting hands return meant (Look behind Your head is on fire Whirling masses Rolling ashes Keep on yawning Career dawning Life is Tasteless Folding paces) Explain Request ×
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