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Texty: Brand New. Gasoline.

She?s trying to put a fire out, she used gasoline
When the congregation gathered round,
It?s screaming ?it wasn?t me?.

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

I swear it?s like trying to catch a ghost,
Like I?m dying to hold smoke.
It feels like I?m trying to catch a ghost,
It?s like I?m dying to hold smoke.

When the army had to hold the line, you were nowhere near the front;
Before the kids could tell the dog goodbye, you were loading up your gun.
I want to know what is the great divide,
I want to know what I?ve become.
You?re thinking 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.

We all try to fake a way!

It feels like I?m jumping towards a train,
It feels like I?m jumping towards a train.

We all try to fake a way!