Grand Moth - Housefire Lyrics

My heart is a nicely buring housefire and it's for sale
Yeah it's for sale
My brains full of existential landmines and their for sale
Sold at retail
My demons weave sorrow working full time and their for hire
And they work for cheap
My dreams you could probably call night terrors but those are
Those are free
Sitting by the curb with a cardboard sign sayin'
Oh what a world we find our lives a livin'
Monetize the lies and all the grief that we've been given
Oh what a world that we all find our lives a livin
So you go out stumble and fall
Collect all of the shards of that shattered little heart
Pick it all apart fix it real smart
Raise it high above your head
A beacon a screamin' let's do it again
Oh what a world that we all find our lives a livin'
Monetize the lies and all the grief that we've been given
Oh what a world that we all find our lives a livin'
My heart is a nicely burning housefire and it's for sale
Yeah it's for sale
My life's just the newest exhibition at the museum
You should go and see