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