Текст: The Hampdens. Under The Volcano.

Poster on the wall,
Shows an outline of a man.
Its 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 its alright,
heading for the fall
I hope you do it right.

Would you ????
subscribes your every move,
but everytime you speak it's mean
Another drunken fight.
a bedroom set on fire,
reading off the script to me

I'm thinking its alright,
heading for the fall
I hope you do it right
The paper's 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 its alright
heading for a fall
I hope you do it right