Times New Viking - Faces On Fire lyrics

Faces on fire and your hair is a mess Lets do something that hasn't been done yet I can't hear you I just can't wait to be near you I'm writing down something that you said Counting on one hand the tombs we read Nothing feels real Because nothing is really free dear We don't care what time it is We're only living on a few ages Endless is the tragedy Of not counting who is really free