When It All Burns Down

Staring at the ceiling but in my mind I'm leaving Counting up the seasons 'til I'm gone To Arizona or somewhere warmer To set my feet out in the sun Before it all burns down Everyone may have their vision of sin and holy living Oh, but I found religion in my lover's arms I worked to fill their coffers and I did so prim and proper Yet they curse my name as Devil's charm So let it all burn down. Let it all burn down They build you up to tear you down Bury all the pieces underground But I know the secret, it's in the sound When it all burns down. When it all burns down Staring at the ceiling, but in my mind I'm leaving Counting up the seasons 'til I'm gone