Sometimes I feel like I'm dying at dawn and sometimes I'm warm as fire But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain and it goes over, and over, and over again, yeah
Too many flames, with too much to burn and life's only made of paper Oh, how I need to be free of this pain but it goes over, and over, and over, and over again
Yeah, sometimes I cry for the lost and alone and for their dreams that will all be ashes But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain and it goes over, and over, and over, and over again
