Besedila: Gravity Kills. Perversion. Belief (to Rust).

Down by your wall I feel awake
I am alone accpeting my fate
I have the answers twisting around me
I found the answers of what I should be
Down by your wall I want you to stay
I think of the place that ran you away
I catch the rain that turns me to rust
I stand in the flame that turns me to dust

I can't believe
That you might believe I'll heal you
I can't believe
Tht you might belive I want to at all
That I want to at all