Letras
I should fill my arms with roses pale
Like moths to flames, they're encircling circles
Walk away, don't turn, pretending not to burn
Spiraling backwards where I belong
Fire on the road
Fire on the road
Should I fill my heart with thorns again?
Time is cruel sometimes and you are no one
I can't read my lines, I'm giving up, I'm done
Crucified myself but where I'll go
Fire on the road
Fire on the road
Moonbeams shining as the yellow's dead
Tiger scratching but the flames are ahead
Run away, don't turn, be careful not to fall
Saffron flowers, they trace on their own
Fire on the road
Fire on the road
Fire on the road