Tonight, you can fly with broken wings

The past is away

And I know how it gets

Its cold

Its pryde

We hardly get trough the night

Enter trough the sun.

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire.

From the start to the end

Where we began

The whispers and the lies

Dead and alive

Oh its cold its pryde

We hardly get trough the night

Enter trough the sun

The sun.

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire.

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire

We put our selves on fire.