Isabellsvensk

what a shame we all became such fragile, broken things. a memory remains just a tiny spark.
i give it all my oxygen, to let the flames begin.
so let the flames begin.

oh glory, oh glory
this is how we will dance when
when they try to take us down
this is what will be oh glory

somewhere weakness is our strength, and i'll die searching for it.
i cant let myself regret such selfishness.
my pain and all the trouble caused
no matter how long, i believe that there's hope
buried beneath it all and
hiding beneath it all, and
growing beneath it all, and..