Props & Mayhem
Self medicate
While they sleep, we let the night chase
Evil things away
And we're like animals homesick from shows
We've got to kill everything before the night gets wasted
Maybe it's seem so strange
But we don't even stress at all
'Cause we've got poisons in our well...
(Poisions in our well)
Come at me with everything you've got.
Burst into flames, scream in the dark
I'm gonna light up this place
And die in beautiful stars tonight
Does it even make a difference?
When I'm sober, I feel pain
'Cause we run under the stars through cemetery backyards,
Celebrate the way the night hides scars.
So dance!
If it moves you
Jump in the fire
If it burns you
I'll throw my arms around you darling
And we'll turn to ashes drown me in the flames
Burst into flames, scream in the dark!
I'm gonna light up this place and die in beautiful stars!
But what if these demons keep falling from the sky?
It's alright
'Cause sometimes I love the way you swing the blade at everything in sight!
Separate me from my own two hands, I've killed so many times,
But I can't save the world from the creatures that don't die.
I kinda like the way you tell me, "Baby, please come home,
I need you here right now,
I'm crying underwater so you don't hear the sound."
Burst into flames (What do you do when you're out of time?)
Scream in the dark (Where do you go when they're right outside?)
I'm gonna light up this place (And how do you scream when there's no one left around?)
And I will be the only light
I'll be the only light
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