I know people made of stone
who will live forever
I know people made of paper
Who dash at wind
We(are) so flammable
But we run into the fire
In order to live stronger
We(are) so flammable
We are so poor and funny
we are too literal
I know that its possible to live diffrent way
Deceive and dupe(swindle) the time
I know how cold can be
when everything is made of the glass
We(are) so flammable
But we run into the fire
In order to live stronger
We(are) so flammable
We are so poor and funny
we are too literal
The world between the lines
has hiden the biggest of the treasures
Do you know that sometimes to this place
gets away someone of us
gets away someone of us
gets away someone of us...