Firepile Lyrics

This is him, when I When I, I begin
Call him tied, call him taken Call him anything but shaken Call him wasted, call him shaved Call him anything but made Call that firepile a home
Don't give away the end I come back, I rush to wait Where the pavement starts to crack I put my foot down
The sidewalk's so hot The sidewalk's so hot
Think of all the junk I could lay my hands on Purify my heart
That firepile's your home
Your baby's running faster Count the times I left my clothes out Count the tires one more time Count the times I let the air out
That firepile's your home And you're mine