The Menzingers - House on Fire Lyrics
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House on Fire
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What Are The Lyrics For House on Fire By The Menzingers?
Waiting for your life to start then you die
Was your heart beating in the first place? Waiting for your life to start then you die Was your heart beating in the first place? Lost myself in the kitchen There's an old friend falling down the stairs He said there's cops in the alley way It's too late for saving us Let it burn up Waiting for your life to start then you die Was your heart beating in the first place? Waiting for your life to start then you die Was your heart beating in the first place? Found myself in the basement There's smoke, there's ash over everything This girl I know, yeah, she's trying to get high She's telling me, she's telling me, "Let it burn out" Yeah, does it make you nervous? Have you fulfilled your purpose? Yeah, does it make you nervous? The house is on fire Yeah, does it make you nervous? Have you fulfilled your purpose? Yeah, does it make you nervous? The house is on fire There's beer left, so I think I'll stay Waiting for your life to start then you die Was your heart beating in the first place? Waiting for your life to start then you die Was your heart beating in the first place? We set the house on fire And we ain't going nowhere We set the house on fire And we ain't going nowhere We set the house on fire And we ain't going nowhere We set the house on fire And we ain't going nowhere |
Who Wrote House on Fire By The Menzingers?
Greg Barnett, Tom May, Eric Keen, Joe Godino
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