Stop making that noise 
You hurting my ears and making my nose bleed
We should move on
We have been here for wait too long

Would you steps from the sun
My feet are burning and my head feel stack
It's about the burst
We've soon came to the dirt
I think we might be stopped

We just like zealots
This women around that lie dead are cost
Will burn just for warning to be 
So close to the center 

You need to realise there is smaller 
You can see that you are more or
Don't you get that you'll be there or 
Until you see that there is more 
That you will find out when you'll get there
When you start making that noise