Burn in Hell
You met a man at twenty-five
Mother and father tell you it's about time
Believe what they tell you
Your new friends do
No sense fighting what feels right
Prowl the world, cast out your ruinous intentions
Where there's light
Just grip it tight, it tight
Nowhere but upward left from here
Sing in a downward spiral, keep my goggles clear
A knowing glance
Blink - I'm in your house, turn out the lights and it's our dance
Shoot me, stab me in the back of the neck
Bring me my Percocet
Love the shadows like your name
Live forever, heart in a tourniquet
Nothing sweet can ever last
Scream to pump the brakes - I brake, I smell gas
Snare me now
If not here, me, now: when, who, how?
Oh, call me optimistic, call me fucking stupid
Call me what you will
We are acting by design
Graze the surface of what's fine
Oh, sparks and then static, baby it's magic
Thoroughly corrupted
For a minute
I'm safe in your name
The thought of you itself may put me in harm's way
Know not what I do, know not what I say
What else?
What else, what else can I compare you to?
You leap ten steps forward, you
Soar over the crowd, you jump off the seats
Forty kingdoms' men chase you like a foul ball
Behold, a primeval bastard
Being chased by a mine disaster
Think of all the people lost
In the pills you pop
Flash of red and black, yeah
The earth and sky may crack
A wicked burn, a lake of fire
I'm embalmed in desire
Live forever, and you
Eternally, still want to
Forever, you and me
Together, I want to
And you want to
And we want to
And I want you
I want you
Mother and father tell you it's about time
Believe what they tell you
Your new friends do
No sense fighting what feels right
Prowl the world, cast out your ruinous intentions
Where there's light
Just grip it tight, it tight
Nowhere but upward left from here
Sing in a downward spiral, keep my goggles clear
A knowing glance
Blink - I'm in your house, turn out the lights and it's our dance
Shoot me, stab me in the back of the neck
Bring me my Percocet
Love the shadows like your name
Live forever, heart in a tourniquet
Nothing sweet can ever last
Scream to pump the brakes - I brake, I smell gas
Snare me now
If not here, me, now: when, who, how?
Oh, call me optimistic, call me fucking stupid
Call me what you will
We are acting by design
Graze the surface of what's fine
Oh, sparks and then static, baby it's magic
Thoroughly corrupted
For a minute
I'm safe in your name
The thought of you itself may put me in harm's way
Know not what I do, know not what I say
What else?
What else, what else can I compare you to?
You leap ten steps forward, you
Soar over the crowd, you jump off the seats
Forty kingdoms' men chase you like a foul ball
Behold, a primeval bastard
Being chased by a mine disaster
Think of all the people lost
In the pills you pop
Flash of red and black, yeah
The earth and sky may crack
A wicked burn, a lake of fire
I'm embalmed in desire
Live forever, and you
Eternally, still want to
Forever, you and me
Together, I want to
And you want to
And we want to
And I want you
I want you
Credits
Writer(s): Sheridan Woika
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