Light flickers in my room
Planes flying by
Dropping down perfume
Blanket out the sky
Wander through the smoke
Grabbing for food
Choking on the air
Might pass out soon
Why do I assume these things are bad bad
Burnt down burnt down
Bad bad burnt down burnt down
Why must all those pretty things be sad sad
Somehow somehow
Sad sad somehow somehow
Sheep trip over the fence
Scared animals trample over the bed
Siphoning out my will
And it might turn out just like they said
And it might be even worse in here
Why do I assume these things are bad bad
Burnt down burnt down
Bad bad burnt down burnt down
Why must all those pretty things be sad sad
Somehow somehow
Sad sad somehow somehow
Sad sad somehow somehow
Sad sad somehow somehow
Sad sad somehow somehow
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm
It's up to the trees with the fire storm