I’m falling down on foreign ground where I used to grow,
Some of my photograph are cut in two.
I’m fading in a thousand memories that I have tried to forget,
What is the reason why I can’t stop drawing you.
Run away from here, away from ill,
Burn it all, all my dear what if I disappear?
I came with my heart on my hands are on fire,
Put the truth on a silver plate.
I don’t believe in anything you did you would do
I just want to know fuckin’ why.
Run away from here, away from ill,
Burn it all, all my dear what if I disappear?