Hope And Jump کے بول

In the shadow of these black suburban hills Dreamt by architects who've given up their will There's an emptiness that never can be filled Have you ever known the world to be so still Have you ever heard a silence be so shrill As you rise to smell the air before a kill In the absence of distraction or a thrill Always your First instinct Compels you to jump Head first in The comfort you crave Is not in the grave But here in my arms In the moments when your vices are allayed Are you left abandoned and afraid Do you question the decisions that you've made Are you haunted by the ghost that you've betrayed Always your First instinct Compelles you to jump Head first in The comfort you crave Is not in the grave But here in my arms Have you ever known the world to be so still Have you ever heard a silence be so shrill As you rise to smell the air before a kill In the absence of distraction or a thrill Always your First instinct Compelles you to dump All hope and jump The comfort you crave Is not in the grave But here in my arms