Artista: Biffy Clyro
  Canción: Some Kind Of Wizard

It's spreading from my lungs. 
Oour lips have come undone. 

And you say its nothing to discuss like eagles, 
But I'm floating face down. 
No sense makes sense to me at all, 
But your expression says it all. 
No sense makes sense to me at all 

It's spreading to my tongue, 
Insert your own joke here. 
Quick unstitch my eyes before they stick together. 

And you say its nothing to discuss like eagles, 
And I'm floating face down. 
No sense makes sense to me at all, 
But your expression says it all. 
No sense makes sense to me at all 

Bet that you said you'd never, but you keep what you hold. 
Take hold, take hold, take hold, take hold, take hold. 

The chase is everything and what I want to say 
I'm taking it back, I'm taking it back. 
From your history. 

The chase is everything and anyone can say 
Release the volumes of our history.