Let it take you right down to your knees Sometimes the only way around it Is to let love do it's work Seven forty two in the morning Eight seconds before it all sinks in So let it hurt, let it bleed Let it burn to the worst degree May not be what you

Whiskey's in the air, dog's on the burner Beer's ice cold, got a pretty little lady to hold Southern summer And that sun shining down like Daddy's silver dollar Gotta hop on the old dirt road to the days of gold Yeah, these are the days of gold Well it's

We were born, we were born to get wild I'm up in this bitch to get wild Turn up the sound And play it loud so that everyone who comes around 'Cause we getting crazy Burning down the town We burn it down so that everyone comes around

Burn it down (burn it down baby burn it burn it down) So burn it down, burn it down So burn it down (burn it down baby burn it burn it down) Looking through a window made of time, Would you have the courage not to lie If you're feeling like I feel then

(Tearing myself apart) from the things that make me hurt Something aches Bad things slither My floors are burning down And I can't find a window This is medieval This is cerebral

The more the light shines through me I pretend to close my eyes The more the dark consumes me I feel like there is no need for conversation I pretend I'm burning bright I pretend I'm burning Some questions are better left without a reason And I would

Burnin' it down We're just hanging around Sippin' on some cold Jack Daniel's Jammin' to some old Alabama with you baby I'm just doing my thing You love it when I sing Say it makes you feel like an angel We about to get a little tangled up right about now

Sometimes I feel like a man on fire, Sometimes I feel like a man possessed, Sometimes I want to burn down this crazy town. Don't it make you stop and wonder why? I walk these streets each and every day Trying to find some work just to earn my pay Just to

A skyline's severance Cleave from creation's hands To break free From the ghost of me I burn it down A past life to the ground So much to feel alive To feel the tide

Panama, Panama Hot shoe, burnin' down the avenue Don't you know she's coming home with me? I'll get her! Jump back, what's that sound Here she comes, full blast and top down Model citizen zero discipline You'l lose her in the turn Ain't nothin' like it,