Rainclouded windows and high tendencies Shadows of luck on small mysteries Figurines in the distance Cold from the heat But just like dry ice It burns when they speak Infections by needles In a vast disarray I'm trying so hard to revoke what they gave You're too late There's no room for Midnight mistakes Scared of the dark But your fading away You caught an edge Clear away from the scene You seem desperate Ain't no stopping my green It burns like dry ice When you speak Melting luminescence And heavenly lights Taking deep breaths While she lets out sighs Don't you wait by the clock As the hours go by Because time will tell all As the days pass your eyes You caught an edge Clear away from the seams You seem too desparate Ain't no stopping the greed It turns To dry ice When you speak