The Wicked Songtext

Sometimes the breeze lets me fall, I breathe and I fade away. Tonight I'll feel the panic like I did before. Tonight I'll sink into the artic. March into the photograph, now. You fall, you climb, you collapse out of control. Turning me towards a darker radius and turning towards you. If you still love me would I be alright? No, just let me shatter, for me its not okay.