There's a lightning storm, each and every night,
Crashing inside you, like motorbikes.
We toss and turn, sleep so loud,
Grind the teeth in our, our empty mouths,
Our empty...
There's a forest fire, burning bright,
Spreading quickly towards, our last rights.
Nowhere to run, pointless to hide.
Just lay there and scream, pretending to try,
Pretending...
Intending to burn,
Pretending to fight it, everyone learns,
Faster on fire, things took a turn,
Lost all desire, you live and you burn,
You live and you burn...
This impending doom, is left deep inside,
And it's haunting you, each and every night.
Like starving wolves, counting sheep,
We close our eyes, pretending to sleep,
Descending...
Intending to burn,
Pretending to fight it, everyone learns,
Faster on fire, things took a turn,
Lost all desire, you live and you burn,
You live and ...
Like hell, we are anxiously waiting.
Like hell, burning silently strong.
Somehow we fell down by the wayside,
And somehow this hell is home...
As we burn,
Pretending to fight it, everyone learns,
Faster on fire, things took a turn,
Lost all desire, you live and you burn,
You live and ...
Like hell, we are anxiously waiting.
Like hell, burning silently strong.
Somehow we fell down by the wayside,
And somehow this hell is home...
Right now, this hell is my home...
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