I think there's a pulse But I don't remember feeling Anything close to this And I don't know if it's worthwhile But I hope so 'Cause I don't feel so well No I don't feel so well
I've gotta keep a grip on this But the rising tide could still Pull us underneath And leave us to the ocean Either way I'm starting to feel there's something's wrong with this poison 'Cause in my veins it's burning
And I hope you hold a place for us Far enough away From all the flames they like to tell us burn And I hope you hold a way for us 'Cause I don't really know you I don't really know you...
Why the hell did I seek the truth? Of all I see in its reflection But part of me regrets it And I just wanted to see Now it's clear We're alone in this
It's your funeral, it's your dying day So make amends For the end will leave us nothing It's your funeral, it's your dying day So make amends, one last stand Then leave with nothing!
When I breathe again, Will my lungs fill with fire? When I breathe again, I hope it's ok Will I see again? When the smoke clears, who will still remain? When I see again, I hope it's ok...
Chemical fires will signal we're dead (x4)
Chemical fires will signal we're dead and gone (x4)