Art Of Cope

Lay down... and burn Try it now... it won't hurt Lie down, breathe in the fire Watch your lungs start to burn Let me know if it hurts... Graphic thought, our tears are soaking together Shall I lead her into the beautiful? Try it now... it won't hurt Lie down, breathe in the fire Watch your lungs start to burn Let me know if it hurts... Graphic thought, our tears are soaking together Shall I lead her into the future? Another cure, our lifeblood combined with caltrate Shall I see her into the beautiful?... Here we're sold on bloodshot eyes, a pigment prize From the earth I'll stay here and stand strong, it's been too long... Graphic thought, our tears are soaking together Shall I see her into the beautiful?