What's left to say with all that's come and gone? Words get in the way and anyway the devil's got your tongue And a storm brews inside and there's nowhere to hide It's gonna blow your cover sky high If you let this thing go it's gonna burn, it's gonna burn You're gonna take the whole world with you when you go
Burn burn burn What you gonna do When the storm takes over? Oh oh oh oh What you gonna do When the storm takes over?
So here you are, demons screaming in your head You try to shut them out but they just get louder instead And nothing you do can seem to break through This darkness smothering you When it takes hold, your heart turns cold The very soul seeps out of you
Burn burn burn What you gonna do When the storm the storm takes over you? Can you hold this thing? Can you hold this thing?
