I’m a jet, I’m the sun
burning through, through your bones
I’m the good, I’m the bad,
I’m not god, I’m not fine
plastic heart in your hands
iron arms in your mind
you can’t feel, I can see
we don’t know what that means
at the end we are together
at the end we are together
prisioners
of your fears
hold on…
hold on your tears
let it free
let it free
let it free
let it free
