Blow

Danger starts when you decide to go back home
Terrified from all that you've seen
Scratching sounds coming from your telephone
Fading lights through your TV screen

If you feel what I am feeling, I don't know
What to say or to believe
Guess we got it wrong, I'm sorry, should have known
Too slow for you and way too fast for me

Thousand times the weight on your shoulders now
Lifted like a jet aeroplane
Light like feathers falling down slowly
Something keeping you in your game

Powered by the things you dream when you're asleep
Lightning strikes upon your head
The ground starts shaking hard and loud below your feet
Whilе laughter's coming from beneath your bеd