World On Fire

How am I still in the dark when the world is on fire

Lit by the passing of sparks I crouch low in my shadow

When the world is on fire

How am I still in the dark

A puppet, a toy

I am safe in my shadow

Backlit by the passing of sparks

I wake up from a media blackout

Feed my child and we head outside

Here be monsters --

How do I tell her about them

You know for now I'll just let that one slide

I want in on Lucinda's sweet old world

If it's there

I swear to god there are days that

Song's what gets me out of bed

The world is on fire

So how am I still in the dark

I see you there too

You're low in your shadow

But lit by the passing of sparks

I wake up from a deep winter blackout

And I see all the summer creeps crawling out

I swear to god there are days

That thought's what sends me back to bed

The world I son fire

So how am I still in the dark

Out of this madness is something unravelling

How am I so in the dark

Why am I so in the dark

How am I so in the dark

When the world is on fire

This is not the last time

That I'm coming round again

I'm still so pissed at you all

This is not the last time

That I'm coming round again