Don't it just feel like falling awake?
Stumble from a dream you just can't shake
Can never get enough of what you don't need
Cut years off my life just to feel the fire feed
We ran out of the parking garage
At four thirty AM
Inferno glare, nightmare mirage
And the roaring, dirty din
Break it off
Burn it down
You smell of woodsmoke and you're lookin' haggard
Ain't nothing left, I'm guessin' you've gathered
Crunch about the wreckage like a famished hound
Corpses of cars, metal melted to the ground
The ash's all been sifted through
The coals all raked across
The night will soon be lifted, too
And the embers will be lost
Break it off
Burn it down
Break it off
Burn it down