Lying down inside this dark and smokey room,
a language as I am thrilled by gloom.
I know them broken mirror up holes on the wall I can see there as a ceiling falls.
Oh,
now I'm stuck in this devilry.
But I know here's where I long to be.
So these days go by and I'm beginning to feel this scary tale.
Now it's getting real.
Oh,
I'm afraid to stay.
This game is getting hard to play.
So,
I'm holding on to pain to find a way.
Oh,
I stuck in this.
But I know where I belong to be through the darkness.
Now I can see your light that brings life back to me.
I need you know to let it go and turn back time to leave it once Heat.
Heat.
Heat.
Heat.
Heat.
through the darkness.
Now I can't see the light that brings life back to me.
Now I can see the light that brings life.
Back to me.