Paul Vogt (II) & Dakota Fanning Follow

And what is this that I fear?
In these arms they whored out
amongst the worms that mate in these fields
From pressure to pain
I wish to stay awake
In the measure I test with
Your love for me
To shout against these walls
With hope that one will break free

So hear me....

What is this that
You keep selling me, boy?

I'm not gonna hold your hand here
When you walk
You'll burn in hell
While they're digging you out

So picture this face
And burn it to flake
To shelter it at home
At the fire place
And all but the memory will fade
With the flick of the flame
So I have a secret,
That no one should know,
But I shouldn't tell
But over the, but over the world
This one won't feel
This one just won't leave me well

What is this shit?
You keep sellin' me, boy.

I'm not gonna hold your hand here,
When you walk
You'll burn in hell
While they're digging you out.

I'm not gonna hold your hand here, and Newo?
You'll burn in hell.
In the press of your back
Do you feel the shore swell?
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home

In the press of your back
Do you feel the shore swell
Oh boy, I'm eating my way back home

Ohh ohh ohh, ohh ohh ohh

As father told son
In the make of his final escape
Should all good boys die
With god at their side
At the grace of his gates

No the robot holds none
With the mind and a heart to comply
Then I will disguise
And grieve of those dead when I'm given the time

Run little rabbit
Go hide in the blades of that grass
Run rabbit run

Should capture be
Our earnest fault
Breathe up through lust
And I'll find your cure

In there I'll kill

With the last breath of air
As the earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
And give up your life

With the last breath of air
As the earth comes trembling down
Would you give her this last night
The love of your live?

No one runs faster than you can
No one runs faster than you
No one runs faster than you, eat(whispering)

And what is this that I fear?
In these arms they whored out