Propane Nightmares - Pendulum, Celldweller

I know we will be free again

Bring it on home (home, home,…)

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home

Bring it on home (home, home…)

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

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

Bring it on home

Something’s tearing me down and down

And I can’t but feel it’s coming from you

She’s a gunshot bride, With a trigger cries

I just wonder what we’ve gotten our selves 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 burn before you bury me

Set your sights for the sun

Bring it on home (home, home,…)

Bring it on home (home, home,…)

Bring it on home (home, home,…)

(This woman cannot be saved

Heal the wounds or crack the shell

Praise the anger bring it on home)