These are my famous last words
My number's up bridges will burn
Oh won't Ты let me twist your fate
It's getting kinda late
And I don't wanna wait
No more
Oh may I have this dance of days
Locked in your embrace
You passed your test of faith
Another time, another place, another line upon your face
Another in your wake
Down crooked stairs and sideways glances
Comes the king of секунда chances
Now throw him in the flames
Whatever keeps Ты warm at night (whatever keeps Ты warm at night)
Whatever keeps Ты warm inside
Your bridges are burning now
They're all coming down
It's all coming round
You're burning them...