Parkway Drive - Sparks
Born of dust and stoneDead hearts, roaming a dying home
Life leaves us all, white bones
Upon the shores of time
We are but sparks in a darkened world
And yet some things were born to burn
The napalm in your eyes
Is all my cold heart needs
If you bring the matches
I'll bring the gasoline
I'm the same bad news as you
You're the same kind of fucked as me
I'm the same bad news as you
You're the same, you're the same as me
Written by:
Benjamin Michael Gordon, Jeffrey Cleve Ling, Luke Kilpatrick, Winston Thomas McCall
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