Texty: James Yeates. It's A Good Thing. Flames.

Hey there small town
Take a look around
Trumpets sound, walls fall down
Broken on the ground
I'm leaving, while I'm still breathing

Hey there small town
I can't stay
I broke the chains, no remains
I have to run away,
I'm leaving, while I'm still breathing
I'm leaving, while I'm still breathing

I'm in flames
calling calling calling out your name
I'm in flames
Buring burning burning in my brain
Can't stop the flames

Hey there small town
You tied me down
See like them be like them
Coloured grey and brown
I'm leaving, while I'm still breathing

So long small town
You can't hold me
City lights are burning bright
You don't control me
I'm leaving, while I'm still breathing
I'm leaving, while I'm still breathing

I'm in flames
calling calling calling out your name
I'm in flames
Buring burning burning in my brain
Can't stop the flames

Girlfriend pats her tummy,
She's gonna be a mummy
And Daddy's got a job for you my son
You got nowhere
And you got nowhere else to run
You got nowhere
And you got nowhere else to run

I'm in flames
calling calling calling out your name
I'm in flames
Buring burning burning in my brain
Can't stop the flames
I'm in flames

(Thanks to Karl for these lyrics)