Youth on Fire

Clean my soul with fire Wash my sins in the water Feel my blood run higher Feed my sons and daughters I count the burn marks on the pavement There's a beauty in the way this city scars So dry your skies, their heavy with tears She's crying: (wouh wouh wouh) In the night my cities weeping I hear these empty buildings sighing with the wind A choir of a million tired out voices They're singing (wouh wouh wouh) They're singing (wouh wouh wouh) [They're singing!] Clean my soul with fire Wash my sins in the water Feel my blood run higher Feed my sons and daughters Choking on the truth Breathing in the fumes Building off thе back of our own youth On fire Wash my sins in the water In thе night you'll hear the screaming It's never quite far enough away A choir of a million tired out voices They're singing (wouh wouh wouh) We're singing (wouh wouh wouh) [They're singing! They're singing! They're singing!] Clean my soul with fire Wash my sins in the water Feel my blood run higher Feed my sons and daughters Choking on the truth Breathing in the fumes Building off the back of our own youth On fire Wash my sins in the water Clean my soul with fire Wash my sins in the water Feel my blood run higher Feed my sons and daughters Choking on the truth Breathing in the fumes Building off the back of our own youth On fire Wash my sins in the water