(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
Shades of green, dirty brown
Leaves that rot on filthy ground
Watch the show don't make a sound
Time has come, paralyzed
Look the devil in the eye
Shattered fragments of my mind
Woah!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Nothing would have changed if I had stayed
Vision starts to blur
Hold your breath and I won't say a word
Bloodstained hands are shaking
Flash of light and then there's nothing
Oh and I'm so sorry
There are days when I think I'm insane
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
Woah!
Pavement's grey, crimson stains
Pouring out of severed veins
Watch it wash on down the drain
Flesh is warm, now flesh is cold
Leave me naked in the road
I don't feel you anymore
Woah!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Nothing would have changed if I had stayed
Vision starts to blur
Hold your breath and I won't say a word
Bloodstained hands are shaking
Flash of light and then there's nothing
Oh and I'm so sorry
There are days when I think I'm insane
(Burn, burn, burn, burn...)
Burning gaze fixed to the mirror
Can't see wreckage left behind
Life is simple when you're blind
Voices full of money
Never even worked a day
Doesn't matter anyway
Burn!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Cigarettes, collect the ashes
Broken teeth and a wordless message
There are days when I think I'm insane
Sometimes I feel like I'm insane
It's just like I'm insane
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Nathan Andrew Wade - Gasoline Lyrics
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(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
Shades of green, dirty brown
Leaves that rot on filthy ground
Watch the show don't make a sound
Time has come, paralyzed
Look the devil in the eye
Shattered fragments of my mind
Woah!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Nothing would have changed if I had stayed
Vision starts to blur
Hold your breath and I won't say a word
Bloodstained hands are shaking
Flash of light and then there's nothing
Oh and I'm so sorry
There are days when I think I'm insane
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
Woah!
Pavement's grey, crimson stains
Pouring out of severed veins
Watch it wash on down the drain
Flesh is warm, now flesh is cold
Leave me naked in the road
I don't feel you anymore
Woah!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Nothing would have changed if I had stayed
Vision starts to blur
Hold your breath and I won't say a word
Bloodstained hands are shaking
Flash of light and then there's nothing
Oh and I'm so sorry
There are days when I think I'm insane
(Burn, burn, burn, burn...)
Burning gaze fixed to the mirror
Can't see wreckage left behind
Life is simple when you're blind
Voices full of money
Never even worked a day
Doesn't matter anyway
Burn!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Cigarettes, collect the ashes
Broken teeth and a wordless message
There are days when I think I'm insane
Sometimes I feel like I'm insane
It's just like I'm insane
Shades of green, dirty brown
Leaves that rot on filthy ground
Watch the show don't make a sound
Time has come, paralyzed
Look the devil in the eye
Shattered fragments of my mind
Woah!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Nothing would have changed if I had stayed
Vision starts to blur
Hold your breath and I won't say a word
Bloodstained hands are shaking
Flash of light and then there's nothing
Oh and I'm so sorry
There are days when I think I'm insane
(Burn, burn, burn, burn)
Woah!
Pavement's grey, crimson stains
Pouring out of severed veins
Watch it wash on down the drain
Flesh is warm, now flesh is cold
Leave me naked in the road
I don't feel you anymore
Woah!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Nothing would have changed if I had stayed
Vision starts to blur
Hold your breath and I won't say a word
Bloodstained hands are shaking
Flash of light and then there's nothing
Oh and I'm so sorry
There are days when I think I'm insane
(Burn, burn, burn, burn...)
Burning gaze fixed to the mirror
Can't see wreckage left behind
Life is simple when you're blind
Voices full of money
Never even worked a day
Doesn't matter anyway
Burn!
Gasoline and a box of matches
Cigarettes, collect the ashes
Broken teeth and a wordless message
There are days when I think I'm insane
Sometimes I feel like I'm insane
It's just like I'm insane
Writer: Nathan Wade
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sentric Music