Florence by Post Break Tragedy
Let's paint these walls with kerosene
We'll soak them through just like all of our dreams
There so empty can you believe we believed them
Even for one second, so lets run and watch this house burn.
This house is a skeleton of burnt dry wall and black concrete.
So we'll run with burning lungs until all we see is the glow
Through the trees and this caustic scene just put me at ease end
There's no doubt Even for one second, so lets run and watch this house burn
This house has been my home for so long.