Last night I woke up in a flaming bed

a flaming bed

a flaming bed

I know that you can't be with me

until I start talking some kind of sense

but nothing makes sense to me now

can't find the thread no place to rest

and I don't know what normal means

still I grow tired of the same

your flame burns pure

that's what I fear

I see so much

you make me real

I see so much

from everywhere to nowhere

from nowhere to here

nowhere to here

nowhere to here

nowhere to here

to everywhere

Last night I woke up in a flaming bed