Testi:
The Matches The Restless

is the soundtrack playing in back of our restless lives And though they make no sense these are the moments we'll remember for the rest of our restless

That which from chaos surfaced in chaos shall eventually drown buried in the same restless womb from whence it once crept out Be it the most majestic

I turn my back on him Now it's you that makes me smile But in your arms, I'm restless Like I'm leaving in awhile I let the match and burned my bridges

What wicked wonders lie within the comfines Of the panther's den She watches from a maypole, on the rip of Her tongue The restless spirit of Christmas

her matches ... It's all that she can Through this darkness ... Cold will take it all She slowly goes From above I am looking Her restless heart Can

won't blend in They're pretendin, while I'm extendin You bite like a parasite, ? you attacks But you won't strike, cause you ain't no match You need more

I have spent nights with matches and knives Leaning over ledges only two flights up Cutting my heart, burning my soul Nothing left to hold Nothing left

a genie baby make your first wish You the party, baby I'm just the guestlist I think I need some Tylenol You got me restless So grab your friends And

a soul mate is And you I found peace You have abundants of knowledge with a heart of a champion And a brain to match you Know me in and out and not scared