The woods are burning I know that all I've done is not enough I'm constantly lowering my ideals Everybody around me is so false, yet There's always hope for a diamond in the rough
A big blaze going on all around Don't you care whether we live or die? Our brains are fine machines Too capable of judgment and worry I'd love to shut them off
Trapped by flames They move faster than any vehicle I've seen Alienation is only a weird word until you feel it Thinking thoughts that fuel the fire faster Than any accelerant ever could