I would run

Like a child

Fantasies

Were made to heal

That burning fire

Is going wild

Even without

The trees around

But they don't even know

Where the hell she was born

She asked her mom for home

Or she'll start the storm

But they don't even know

Where the hell she was born

She asked her mom for home

Or she'll start the storm

Or she'll start

She'll start

The storm