24/365

I miss my friends, who"s names I can"t pronounce 
I miss the place where hope was to be found 
Blue clouds over Europe 
Now"s the right time to get up 
and I just want to incinerate 

24/365 
I feel the need to be on fire 
24/365 
I"ve been holding it back for way too long 

So can you hear this aimless call to arms 
Into the night we"ll go setting off alarms 
Our hope is gone, it"s official 
It disappeared without a signal 
And now is the time to incinerate 

I miss my friends, who"s names I can"t pronounce 
I bless the ones who are sure to stick around 
Blue clouds over Europe 
Now"s the right time to get up 
And all I want is to incinerate