Lullabies tend to ignite flames
City lights and where I lost my name
Rainy night, left at 3AM to catch a paper airplane
Just swallowed hopes and half a bottle of champagne
Memories taste like gasoline
Your name still smells like smoke to me
All I ever heard is children scream
From the house that tastes like gasoline
Arson, bullets and leather burns
Smoke and guns kids never learn
Bullet holes in bedroom walls
Black ink smeared across the dining hall
I smell cigarettes, feel emptiness
Bitter tongues and bitten necks
Tell me the faces I see in my sleep
And why water tastes like gasoline
Memories taste like gasoline
Your name still smells like smoke to me
All I ever heard is children scream
From the house that tastes like gasoline
Memories taste like gasoline
Your name still smells like smoke to me
All I ever heard is children scream
From the house that tastes like gasoline