How am I still in the dark when the world is on fire Lit by the pa**ing 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 pa**ing 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 pa**ing 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