[Verse]
What I ran from melts in me
Drugs are crippling my memory
Like I'm standing at the gates of heaven
But they are silent there
There is no room for love in me anymore
I'm covered — in expensive jewelry
I don't want to stay sober (Looking for myself)
[Chorus]
You're cold to me
Life is a colored cardboard
Convoy of black eyes
I'm on fire
You're cold to me
Life is a colored cardboard
Convoy of black eyes
I'm on fire
[Outro]
I'm on firе
I'm on fire
Fire
Fire