Through the Fire

Hey it's amazing, the subtle games that you are playing
And you don’t even know I exist, but you have got me on your hitlist
And you’re conspiring, girl you are sexual and violent
Now you got this on your conscience, because now I’m unresponsive

Boy call your mother, tell her you love her, this might be it for you

Run through the fire, I’d walk the wire, I would sell everything I own
I’d swim the ocean, dance with the devil, I’d sell my soul to take you home

We can’t feel the floor underneath our feet, five shots through my chest as you watch me bleed
Every kick drum hit is a symphony, every brush of your curves is the air I breathe

You speak I am listening, sweat rolls girl you’re glistening
Slo mo pull me into the light, the light
There are people watching us, wishing they were obvious
Instead of giving into the fright, the fright

Boy call your mother, tell her you love her, this might be it for you

Run through the fire, I’d walk the wire, I would sell everything I own
I’d swim the ocean, dance with the devil, I’d sell my soul to take you home

One heart to survive when one just breaks
One slow suicide while one just takes and takes
One choice for the good of you but not the one you make
But one worth dying for if you saw her shake

We can’t feel the floor underneath our feet, I am listening
We can’t feel the floor underneath our feet, you are glistening