out in the distance, in the cold dark night, i see a fire burning, growing bright. no tomorrow. burn it fucking down. when the cities of men come tumbling
we're dead! I'm so dramatic... As the fire dance surrounds, all the pictures burning, longing, waiting, release the memories of you As our house burns
I've got a name for a certain quarantine her name is slowburn she makes me feel real mean when i ask why she says i'm caught in a lie she's got a bad
back i know you can't trust me but you should take my hand and hold your breath cause I can see the exit sign through the smoke this fire baby it'll burn
want to But you know you gotta let it go Cause the party aint jumping like it use to Even though this might bruise you Let it burn Let it burn Gotta let it burn
you back, I know you cant trust me but you should take my hand and hold your breath cause I can see the exit sign through the smoke, this fire baby it will burn
I am Sick of you I stand here facing all this pain Dark wounded mind I see your shadows Sick blistered thoughts Rise in me Trust in you It?s burning
you wonder Chorus I Why'd we wanna burn those bridges Why'd we wanna light such a flame Ain't no way to stay warm at the fire Of burning bridges burning
burn it to the ground the damage is done, and yes you've won. I can't believe, just what you're saying Is there any just corse for all your praying Burn
Burn. I'm falling apart. You don't understand. Why should I care? I knew it would all end. The memories still run vivid in my mind. I wish I could hear
burn me, they turn me Into an animal! - They flipped son, they burn me To the first degree; me son, they hurt me! I looked out for them motherfuckers, they burn
they burn me (they burn meee!) To the first degree; me son, they hurt me! (they hurt meee!) I looked out for them motherfuckers, they burn me! (they burn
inside of me [BURN!] I am burning for returnity [BURN!] There's a fire deep inside of me [BURN!] I am burning for returnity [BURN!] I am, I do [BURN!] [BURN
Without a word she tells you to go Waves of hair caress her cheek Filtering down but is it, For your good, for your dream No it isn't, for your good
Little television child won't you turn on your smile Get lost in the images of airwaves running wild Oh forgotten child, explore for awhile The pictures
Wasted... Don't ever forget the ways Of golden hopes that lost the fray To wasted rainy cloudy days That squelched the light, obscured the way Light
Naked City The street breathes, shuffling by, Never pausing to hear a cry, The pavement crawls on unaware, Filled with people who don't care. The city
