trauma held my hand in the fire, i won't play dead for you and my eyes
will not burn through. have i not made myself clear, does this line of
fire have a clue of what i'm about to do. help holds little faith once
this place sets off, there will be nothing left to rescue. i'll give
you reason to keep quiet, a gun in your mouth talks quick to shut you
up. no need for a clean getaway, this will end in a b***** mess. hold
your fire, my hostage will not confess with what i've done. you want
me come get me, i'm not coming out alive. this heart of stone, buried
under broken bones.
will not burn through. have i not made myself clear, does this line of
fire have a clue of what i'm about to do. help holds little faith once
this place sets off, there will be nothing left to rescue. i'll give
you reason to keep quiet, a gun in your mouth talks quick to shut you
up. no need for a clean getaway, this will end in a b***** mess. hold
your fire, my hostage will not confess with what i've done. you want
me come get me, i'm not coming out alive. this heart of stone, buried
under broken bones.