Текст Ken Ashcorp – Hold My Hand

Pierce the armor, break the scale
Summer sun turns into hail
The fire in your heart burns out again

So sprout your wings and fly away

This time I’mma do it right
Open up my jaw, let the words take flight
I’m turning green, it’s a ghastly sight
Oh why can’t I just be ignored?

Hold my hand
You’re dragging me along this quicksand
Salt water and castles falling down
As the glass fills up with the grain
Don’t be ashamed
You only get one damn chance with this game
So call my name and I’ll be there
Ready to stoke that fire again

Writing hearts in the steamy panes
I can’t pretend that I cared about those names
It’s a God damned shame that I flew too close to the sun
Writing every dumb cliche
Sporty, haughty, naughty; it’s okay
Cause moving forward’s still moving on

This time I’mma do it all wrong
Cause I’ve been waiting for this for far too long
And I don’t care if you like my song
I’mma sing it anyway

Hold my hand
You’re dragging me along this quicksand