Cinder Songtext
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Questions to answers that cling to the lip
Blood on the surface, like a taste of the end

You′d like to feed the flame in my eyes
My cinder
Like steam against the rain when you spill over

Sick like the sun is dead and the sky is caving in
Dig like I'm not afraid that the light is fading


Peeling the layers, I can′t stop the spread
Reeling me into and straight through my head

Dancing flame, you're killing me

You'd like to feed the flame in my eyes
My cinder
Pray I don′t rinse away when you spill over
And over

Sick like the sun is dead and the sky is caving in
Dig like I′m not afraid that the light is fading
I'm fading