2.Under The Volcano
Lyricist：Gavin Crawcour
Poster on the wall
Shows an outline of a man
It's almost like he's not really there
Faces white like smog
A beating heart in a dark club
Young enough to want but not to keep
I'm thinking it's alright
Heading for the fall
I hope you do it right
Would you subscribes your every move？
But every time you speak it's mean
Another drunken fight, a bedroom set on fire
Reading off the script to me
I'm thinking it's alright
Heading for the fall
I hope you do it right
The papers say you're fine
But your eyes have sunk so deep
You stood into the light
I know you can't survive, oh no
You seem wise
And darkened eyes
You seem wise
I'm thinking it's alright
Heading for a fall
I hope you do it right
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