Paroles de Flame Thrower

You called the flamethrower To see if she could have known That you'd be wanting to fake your own death again Wanting to burn, burn, burn, burn, burn The desert sun awaits Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Leaving only charred remains You called the flamethrower Lost in the afterglow Rising from a ghost town And its undertow Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn The desert sun awaits Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn Leaving only charred remains 'Cause something new is born Amid the wreckage and the rain Something new is born Amid the wreckage and the rain Flamethrower Flamethrower Flamethrower