Fireflies in Dark Rooms

Fireflies in Dark Rooms

Restless
You came with snow
Always been disappointed with times that slow
“Jump with me, I’ve never been so low”

It wraps you up right down the hole
So, let’s go searching for nothing
Run-around of inspiring
Scratching herself while Dynamite’s working

Wabbling as Cheetah
Look like Nikita
Then you melt inside
All the dreams you hide

Time for another ride
“Oh, I feel so low”
Your pale thin arm
With tire track

Near a deadly needle
That comes full of smack
Your heavy eyelids
‘cause all sort of sins

Committed to your sick medicine
Wake up, wake up in your bеdroom
Still got something to hide
Therе’s an old man waving at the window

Yeah, maybe it is me
Smells like
Teen spirit and a halfway
House full of squatters

She’s the bomb on porcelain thrones
The white in and under the nose
A flower that bloomed at once
With the wind she dance, in desert there’s no chance

Dream like fireflies
In dark rooms these simple stories
Each light the eyes touch
Fireflies in dark rooms