Bastille - Icarus
OohLook who's digging their own graveThat is what they all sayYou'll drink yourself to deathLook who makes their own bedLies right down within itAnd what will you have left?Out on the front doorstepDrinking from a paper cupYou won't remember thisLiving beyond your yearsActing out all their fearsYou feel it in your chestYour hands protect the flamesFrom the wild winds around youIcarus is flying too close to the sunIcarus's life, it has only just begunIt's just begunStanding on the cliff faceHighest foe you'll ever graceIt scares me half to deathLook out to the futureBut it tells you nothingSo take another breathYour hands protect the flamesFrom the wild winds around youIcarus is flying too close to the sunIcarus's life, it has only just begunThis is how it feels to take a fallIcarus is flying towards an early graveYou put up your defenses when you leaveYou leave because you're certainOf who you want to beYou're putting up your armor when you leaveYou leave because you're certainOf who you want to beIcarus is flying too close to the sunIcarus's life, it has only just begunThis is how it feels to take a fallIcarus is flying towards an early grave
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