歌词千寻 Bastille Icarus。Look whos digging their own graveThat is what they all sayYoull drink yourself to death。Look who makes their own bedLies right down within itAnd what will you have left?。Out on the front doorstepDrinking from a paper cupYou wont remember this。Living beyond your yearsActing out all their fearsYou feel it in your chest。Your hands protect the flamesFrom the wild winds around you。Icarus is flying too close to the sunAnd Icaruss life, it has only just begunIts just begun。Standing on the cliff faceHighest foe youll ever graceIt scares me half to death。Look out to the futureBut it tells you nothingSo take another breath。Your hands protect the flamesFrom the wild winds around you。Icarus is flying too close to the sunAnd Icaruss life, it ha