Preston School Of Industry - The Idea of Fires lyrics

Optometrist to the stars had it lucky with tarot cards Well everyone knows you believed it Ya fooled no one with your style Well try this meanwhile Everyone knows you can see it Consequence Well you cashed the man with gasoline Then you take out half his spleen Everyone knows that you'll leave him There's a place where the painting's warm and All the lines are true to form well Everyone knows that you'll lead them To the place that feels like home feels Where the fields are electric tone shields And i'm trying to break this silence Trace the sky for signs of life You don't know what i know You don't know what i know You don't know Caught up in this feeling This feeling i'm believing The idea of fires You don't know what i know You don't know what i know You don't know Caught up in this feeling This feeling im believing The idea of fires Is nothing Nothing At all