Sometimes I feel like I'm dying at dawn. And sometimes I'm warm as fire. But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain. And it goes over and over and over again yeah. Too many flames with too much to burn. And life's only made of paper. Oh how I need to be free of this pain. But it goes over and over and over and over again. Yeah sometimes I cry for the lost and alone. And for their dreams that will all be ashes. But lately I feel like I'm just gonna rain. And it goes over and over and over and over again. (over). (over)