Propane Nightmares

Something′s tearing me down
And I can't help but feel it′s coming from you
She's a gunshot brideWith a trigger cries
I just wonder what we've gotten ourselves into

In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire I′ll burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun

Mind is willing
Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire

Mind is willing
Soul remains
This woman cannot be saved
From the drawn into the fire

Anything to
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home

Much too weak to jump yourself
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from once below

Much too weak to jump yourself
Heal the wounds or crack the shell
Lift yourself from once below

Praise the anger
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
Bring it on home
In a trail of fire I know we will be free again
In the end we will be one
In a trail of fire I′ll burn before you bury me
Set your sights for the sun
Bring it on home