Kerosene Songtext
von Room 3

Mistaken advantage
Mistaken to the ground
I grew up through your roots
Tripping
Piercing through your crown
I′m taken for granted
And I'm tumbling down and down
I′ll fall into your trap
Tearing ignorance and proud


The smile on your face
Was the deadest thing I chase
Who knows who knows
Who knows how low

Fingers melting in my palms like wax
Reaching round I'm waiting to attack
Neck stretched out veins come through like tracks
He's breaking through your nose
I′m breaking through your back
Yeah I′m breaking through your back
I'm breaking through your back

Fingers melting in my palms like wax
Reaching round I′m waiting to attack
Neck stretched out veins come through like tracks
Only god will know