Текст песни Miami Scissors Fear Hides In Snare Drums

Fear hides
In snare drums

I hate when you're walking away
Through the fire
Don't waste time - go through the fire
I beg - don't let me down

It's the spine when we shine
Don't feel shy
You've almost filled me up

Your eyes melt
In a crowd
Hey! We're taking a ride
To the ghost show….yeah!
Rewind your confession
Rewind...

Let's see ourselves in another light
We're almost in a bed of fire
I can bear your cry and your confession
I beg don't cry

We stand on the mountain
Now we escape from what we've made
Please stay...and we'll get higher
Don't escape from what you've made
Stay on