Do you wanna be the animal to take me apart
Break my patience, corrupt my sacred art?
Do you promise to be with me if I beg and I crawl
In my darkest mood, through the private wars?
Will you stay... even when the drugs have gone?
For it won't be long before I tumble
Turning into the anxious clown
That just just won't come down

In fire, in whispers
I would die for a million years
I promise to be your rock star
But then promises don't mean anything anymore


(c) IAMX – Fire And Whispers