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
there's a forest fire burning bright
spreading quickly towards our last rites
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