Hey You کے بول

Hey you, take a look around All this mess ain't because of you Cut the crap, hurry up No need to clean the blood, you won't save your soul Come this way, don't look back Don't try to figure out what happens next It's up to you, sit and cry or go You've gotta face your fear, you're on your own Dear brother, take out your heart Fill its place with the black star Can’t let things the way they were You’ve gotta incinerate a few more bones Syrens come, the fire burns You are cold as ice, there is no return It’s 4 am, there is nothing there You’ve got to pray to be just a nightmare Hand spinning, time is running Spread your wings and fly away from here Clock is ticking, Bus speeding Set a place where my eyes can’t see you