Clean the bloodstain off your eyelid Let the fire climb inside You're a man I want to die with You're a waste, my perfect son
They are staring from the corners Looking for a freak and fun I will fight to see the morning Full off conquest, full of stun \ Chorus: The stars are abloom with flowers Their presence is shrouded with silence All hearts are breakabke towers Didn't you know? Didn't you know?
Someday the dust of the city will tell its innermost secrets all hearts are separate creatures We're getting low We're getting low / Introduce me to the ocean It Will be our perfect home now i'm drowning in slow motion No on'es up to burn the dome
Our lives are punkie nights But that we're not completely lost I Hope the art will never die I hope my heart is close to yours