Brother Cane
Kerosene
Dizzy hands are ringing, heads are turning gearsAll alarm insideYet I see right through it, artificial fearSavoring a fire, in meThis kerosene, my sanity relies on this keroseneTriggering on bottom, riding out the waveBrings my pain in styleSelfless for a reason, lock the broken doorAnd I've torn away, the bleeding eyeFeeling the weight, restore the light in meI only do it to stay aliveI never thought it could save my lifeDon't disappear, realizeThe more it burns, the more I understand
From Letras Mania