[Verse 1] We're in your car, but I don't know where I am Cause even when I close my eyes, I'm still in the backseat, watching, while you're sitting next to him The crystals of the skyline permeate the sea of clouds Where you'll find the King of Emptiness is breathing through his mouth Before climbing through the opening he left inside your heart And built a cheap, plastic exterior that was made to fit the part [Chorus] Don't miss an opportunity to fill up the trophy case Cause last year I would look at you with such beauty and grace Now if home is where the heart is, and you're growing up too fast Don't forget about the friendships that weren't present in the past And if Heaven is what you're searching for, then you have to remember where You locked up all the memories of last week's nightmare and Burn it all away Burn it all away Cause you shouldn't feel the whispers of the promises of flames [Verse 2] We're in the basement going over pictures of you It's been weeks since you've shown your face, since you went out to the Midwest and lost yourself in the warmest ice-blue In the cracks along the bone structure sits the will to be alive But still I question what you mean when you say, "his hand fits perfectly in mine" The storm is rolling in and this is coming to an end And now you're looking through red gla**es knowing something will begin [Chorus] Don't miss an opportunity to fill up the trophy case Cause last year I would look at you with such beauty and grace Now if home is where the heart is, and you're growing up too fast Don't forget about the friendships that weren't present in the past And if Heaven is what you're searching for, then you have to remember where You locked up all the memories of last week's nightmare and Burn it all away Burn it all away Cause you shouldn't feel the whispers of the promises of flames [Bridge] I walked through all the chasms in the rooms of the house When I came across the drawings of the empty man you were talking about The ice is thawing over, and he's setting up the game That you never have to lose at if you never choose to play But the bees are buzzing inside your ribs at a matching frequency To the flies inside his mouth and the promises in his teeth That he's grinding down to powder, and he's mixing you in underneath [End] If Heaven is what you're searching for, then I wish you'd remember where You locked up all the memories of last week's nightmare and Burn it all away Until your stomach rots with propane But the ringing in my ears won't stop the spreading of the flames