I Am The Avalanche Rogue Knife
Making love to stifle the fear of death
For a moment we were free
Severely underestimating the value of a cigarette halfway through a funeral
In a town
That should have died
But it never did
No it just stood still
Soon it will be bright
Like a rogue knife in the microwave
On the surface of the sun
In a town
That should have died
But it never did
No it just stood still
And our hearts beat on somehow
We've made our bеds
Yeah who's laughing now?
Soon it will be bright
Like you wantеd
Your own flesh and blood
Living in a parking lot
In a town
That should have died
But it never did
No it just stood still
And our hearts beat on somehow
We've made our beds
Yeah who's laughing now?
