

Tearing open the midnight blue
A powder spark that hits the room
Cold paper in a shaking hand
This wasn't what my body planned
I see the dust on my fingertips
A warning sign on my parted lips Here it comes (now)
Electric blue but it burns like coal!
A chemical fire out of control!
Tearing down the back of my throat Where the ice-cold currents never
flow! (ahh!)
My watering eyes, a silent plea
A beautiful pain at three AM
Nobody forced this fate on me
I do it again and again
Electric blue but it burns like coal!
A chemical fire out of control!
Tearing down the back of my throat Where the ice-cold currents never
flow!
It burns...
Yeah, it burns... (no
regrets)