There’s a voice inside my head
Don’t know how to keep it dead
There’s an urge inside my guts
Don’t know how to shut it up
Need a can of gasoline
I wanna change this boring city scene
I’ll burn it clean

And I know this burning light
Will enlighten all that’s dry inside
And I know I’ll make it right

And the flames are calling me
Burn burn burn
And the hate inside of me
Burn burn burn

Can’t describe the state I’m in
I crave for blisters on my skin
I’m undeterred by penalties
These flames are poetry to me
I love the taste, I love the smell
Even death for me is boding well
I’ll burn in hell

And I know this burning light
Will enlighten all that’s dry inside
And I know I’ve heard it right

And the flames are calling me
Burn burn burn
And the hate inside of me
Burn burn burn

And I hope this burning light
Has burned all of my life

And the flames are calling me
Burn burn burn
And the hate inside of me
Burn burn burn