Letra da Música: Substance D - Dead on Broadway

Why did the whole thing have to fall on us to open our eyes?
Well make but your heads still small.
My destinations going nowhere
to odds so that is fair
I put in too much to fall

This calls for blood
this calls for scars
This calls for no reaction
this calls for smoke
Light a match and therell be magic.

When shes high above the ground
her loves distinguished
Theres no place for her to go
with out comparison of her in the nearest girl around
she wants to burn this town to leave us all to drown
(how can I hide this pain,
theres no place theres no pain at all so
hurry up now hurry nail me to the wall.

This calls for blood
this calls for scars
This calls for no reaction
this calls for smoke
Light a match and therell be magic.