Pyro Trees

Woke up this morning with a hole in my head Some memories might be dead, From the hole in my head Could it just fade away? (Lalalala, lalalala) Just like that in one day? Woke up this morning with a hole in my head Maybe my morning is dead From the hole in my head Strange days, strange ways (Strange days, strange ways) Strange days, strange ways Aaa-aaah... I think I lost some memory of you Somewhere along the way You never come out, eh?...

you talk to me and the words go round and round like an empty gun full of lies and we laugh so hard before we let it out don't be the drama queen of your own dreams just give meaning to them and take what is yours abandoned rooms forgotten oaths these things keep coming down on me but I don't care the wall between the good and weak brings me to surface of the things I seek