Propane Nightmares

Something's tearing me down

And I can't help but feel it's comin' from you

She's a gunshot bride

As the 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 draw into the fire

Mind is willing, soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

From the draw 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 kill myself

Heal the wounds or crack the shell

Lift yourself from once below

Much too weak to kill myself

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