Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles Way down here, way down here way down here, way down here Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles
Fear, she tastes of passion, intoxicate She takes the high road and motivates
Love made me ill with lust, oh Love made me ill with lust, oh Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles
Fear, she tastes of passion, intoxicate She takes the high road and motivates It's ok, it's ok I'm not ok, I'm not ok
Drowning, flying, Afraid of dying alone Ghosts and spiders, clowns waving guns And looking down High wires, empty bags and fire Doctors can't heal it when temptations so loud you give Sad little words I know they know I know, oh It blinds complete, then worlds fall, Give off zero light
Fear... Fear, she tastes of passion, intoxicate She takes the high road and motivates It's ok, it's ok I'm not ok, I'm not ok Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles
Love made me ill with lust, oh Love made me ill with lust, oh Way down here, like ash and dust Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles Way down here, way down here way down here, way down here Love made me ill with lust, oh Every way out has got to be like a sky falling in crushing heavy blue miles