Set Fire To The Face On Fire - The Blood Brothers
Written by:The Blood Brothers
Fire fire fire
Orange yellow and black flesh trees bloom fire fire fire
I'm trapped inside this motel 6 on fire fire fire
Those young fists clenched in the air
Make a million millionaires
Set fire to the ships on fire
Set fire to the hips on fire
Constellations strung up like barbed wire wire wire
I'm drinking cement like it's going out of style style style
Those cold hooks cemetery claws
Raking out the infants' jaws
Set fire to the horse on fire
Set fire to the dress on fire
Set fire to the stage on fire
Set fire to the stars on fire
Now I'm tied to a seagull's back yeah fire fire fire
And all those black haired
Bandits try to lure me down with their songs and choir choir choir
I'd rather shoot up a syringe filled with fire fire fire
Than go to bed with sounds so vacant and tired tired tired
What's the sound of a cashing check
What's the sound of a gag reflex
Like speakers crushed beneath an empty tank
Blowing the ugly off an airbrushed face
Set fire to the drums on fire
Set fire to the lions on fire
Set fire to the house on fire
Set fire to the face on fire