The Well

There are two ways to get off this ship
One is to drown and one is to quit
I see the lanterns wherever you are
But you are too wild and you must be taught

And here is a knife
Just want your heart

Don't throw your (Don't throw your)
Weapons down
Don't spill no blood on this holy ground
And the words were Divinity, Krishna, God, Jesus, Allah
And the world is at war

And she opens her mouth
Says, don't throw my heart down the well
Sometimes these roads don't lead anywhere
And the ribs in my chest don't need anything less
Than a red beating heart in its shell
So, don't throw my heart down the well

There are few ways
That we could get lit
But all that is boring I want you to quit

For all that you've seen and all that you are
All this will end this will end us for sure
Still there is the knife

Says, don't throw my heart down the well
Sometimes these roads don't lead anywhere
And the ribs in my chest don't need anything less
Than a red beating heart, a red beating heart, a red beating heart in its shell
So don't throw my heart down the well