Nástroje
Ensembles
Genres
Skladatelé
Umělci

Texty: Brand New. Daisy. Gasoline.

So you tried to put a fire out
But you used gasoline
And when the congregation gathered 'round
You're screaming, "It wasn't me"

So there's a sickness that is going round
But no one's got a vaccine
I think we're treading holy water
I think it's time we all come clean

I swear it's like dying to catch a ghost
It feels like I'm trying to hold smoke
I swear it's like dying to catch a ghost
It feels like I'm trying to hold smoke

When the army had to hold the line
You were nowhere near the front
Before the kids could tell their dog goodbye
Well, you were loading up your gun

Well, I wanna know why there's a great divine
I wanna know what I've become
You think that no one else is lonesome
You think that you're the only one

It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
Well, I'll try to find a way

It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
It feels like I'm jumping towards a train
Well, I'll try to find a way