Feel like an unconscious child
In the arms of a firefighter
Illumined in red, yellow and black
Fully unaware that I started this fire so I could save you
Save you from it
I refuse to be bedridden
By this fever
Though my eyelids are heavy
And my conception blurred
I've been going up a hill
The time is approaching
Its senses still unborn
Apartment windows are shut back
Every winter has its thorns
Don't think truth will just pa** by
We're here trying to draw it back out of the water
You know, life could just slip by
Without no one ever knowing
I refuse to be bedridden
By this fever
Though my eyelids are heavy
And my conception blurred
I've been going up a hill
I refuse to be bedridden
By this fever
Though my eyelids are heavy
And my conception blurred
I've been going up a hill