Propane Nightmares

Something’s tearing me down, And down

Can’t help but feel it’s coming from you

She’s a gunshot bride, With a trigger cries

I just wonder what we’ve 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 I’ll burn before you bury me

Set your sights for the sun

Em

Mind is willing

Soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

Am

From the drawn into the fire

Em

Mind is willing

Soul remains

This woman cannot be saved

From the drawn into the fire

Any danger

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Em

Much to weak to jump yourself

Heal the wounds or crack the shell

Lift yourself from once below

Am

Much to weak to jump yourself

Em

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