The Flame کے بول

This night came fast Thought it never would Thought you'de be the last I could cling to when things got hard In true or false need Tonight I have a fire That I want you to feed The more I drink The more I burn The waste of nuclear waste We know but never learn And your lips are bitter sweet Like yesterday's wine But I'm 1.000 miles behind My fire is licking you now Will you put out or let it glow Salt 'round the rim I'll fill you to the brim Fill you 'till you're as empty as me I'll take you down I'll bring you down Untill we feel We're lost and found And at dawn when we awake our illusions start to break And the flame has turned to ash We're not lovers Hardly friends Thrown out This endeavour ends We're yesterdays trash Trash for the flame