Molotov - Dead Poetic

With my back to the wall you’ve somehow pinned me up against

Fingernails in the palms of these tightly clenched fists

And I’m somewhere in between a held tongue and a curse

Or I could keep it inside, and hide it

In hopes my avoidance will cure it

But there’s no time for this

Or I could keep it inside, and hide it

In hopes my avoidance will cure it

But there’s no time for this again

So light it up and let it fly away

A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames

Put your back to them all, I swear they’re not getting you there

A blueprint for the outside, when it’s cold out there

It’s not clear, but I refuse to breathe from these machines again

You all depend on the filters that keep you away

From the pain when you cry, and the praises you sang

It’s not real so I refuse to breathe from these machines again

So light it up and let it fly away

A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames

And I won’t ask a lot from you, I just pray that the masks will come unglued

And we’re not yours, we’ll be with you soon

I hope we can be with you soon

So light it up and let it fly away

A Molotov Cocktail, my dreams symbolized in flames

And I won’t ask a lot from you, I just pray that the masks will come unglued

And we’re not yours, we’ll be with you soon

And this routine feels like a knife, entering my back then down my spine

I’ve withstood the sting for long enough, and I’m prepared to discard it

So light it up and let it go away.

So light it up and let it fly away

Fly away