Propane Nightmares

Propane Nightmares - Let The Music Play

Somethings tearing me

Down and down

And I can't help but feel

Its coming from you

She's a gunshot bride

With a trigger cries

I just wonder what

Weve 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

Ill burn before you bury me

Set your sights for the sun

Mind is willing soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

From the drawn into the fire

Mind is willing soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

From the drawn into the fire

Anything to bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home bring it on home

Much to weak to jump yourself

Heal the wounds or crack the shell

Lift yourself from once below

Much to weak to jump yourself

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