Counting fires on the streets, running by to feel the heat we burn ourselves to feel alive, every day I see your face, it makes me feel like a disgrace, and everything we hold dear disappears into our minds, clouded by the scenes, that make me relive the dreams, every thing we believe, makes us want to see what you see, and we all try to seize the day, and don't be scared it's okay, we'll make it through the day seasons go by and I got dreams, nothing is what it seems to be, we all stare at the memories, it's different every day the way you take the blame, the way we hide the pain, the way I can't remain the same, oh whoa but do you see what I need you to see, oh no you can't you can't, every thing we believe, makes us want to see what you see, we all try to seize the day, and don't be scared it's okay, we'll make it through the day held in the fires on your streets, running by to feel the heat, we burn ourselves to feel alive, but still it's not enough to make us wanna survive every thing we believe, makes us want to see what you see, and we all try to seize the day, and don't be scared it's okay, we'll make it through the day, don't be scared we'll make it through the day.