Wax Face - Vundabar

Wick wore down, I let the candle drown

In the wax that bound its namesake

Candle knows at the very most

You’ll get enough heat to kill a flame

And when the wax is free, make a figurine

And put it in a museum

Oh, the curator was always so damn sure

They’d picked the perfect presentation

Oh, I am

Laughing

So hard

I shed a tear

Oh, Dani, we got nothing

Oh, Dani, ain’t that something?

Oh, Dani, what you humming?

Oh, Dani, the sun’s coming and that’s something