Fireworks کے بول

There is the starting line, the starting gun And it's "On your marks, get set..." So there goes my head again And there goes my heart There are my feet again Still at the start There is the line of thought, the fly you caught And it's "On your marks, get set..." So there goes my head again And there goes my heart There are my lips again Trying to part And it feels like fireworks or fighter planes Light up the sky, they're shooting down the stars And it looks like it's meaningful and it's meaningless And it's in my head, it's tearing me apart So there goes my head again And there goes my heart There are my feet again Trying too hard Sleep, why don't you sleep Why don't you rest your head And it feels like fireworks or fighter planes Light up the sky, they're shooting down the stars And it looks like it's meaningful and it's meaningless And it's in my head, it's been there from the start