Propane Nightmares (Mixed)

Hands up!

Something's tearing me down
And I can't help but feel it's coming from you
She's a gunshot bride and his trigger cries
I just wonder what we've gotten ourselves into

In a trail of fire, I know we will be free again
In the end, we will be one
In a trail of fire, I'll burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun (one, two!)

Mind is willing, soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the trial into the fire
Mind is willing, soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the trial into the fire

Anything to
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home (one, two, one, two, three!)

Flesh too weak to choke the self
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from what's below
Flesh too weak to choke the self
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from what's below

Raise the anchor
Bring it on home

Make some noise!



Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Froning, Bernd Burhoff, Jens Oettrich, Robert Swire Thompson
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