Walking in like a stranger in a strange town Invited by such a pretentious smile I?m seeing what you wanted me to see But I am poisoned by an apathetic
So get your body moving you know I've started counting let's have some fun tonight Now that I've started shooting your hate needs much improving you
I caught a glimpse of something deadly from the corner of my eye Illuminated by the dim set lighting Now I feel like it is something threatening leading
We?re getting caught this time · there?s never coming back searching for these answers · searching for something that I know cause I know it?s raining
I?m up and down like a see-saw on mescaline I say and do anything just like tourettes You can ask me dirty questions I?m a super hero flying in and out
Wait a minute let me ask you a question or two Do you mind if I sit here can I buy you a drink? If your response is a yes I?m guessing you are alone
I?m throwing rocks at a glass house and building castles out of sand I bit off more than I can chew but it?s you I'm always after I?m digging up a shallow
What you don?t know and what I do know is how I think about you everyday I?m drawn to you. I can?t keep myself from doing anything less or anything
same again And I know I don?t have any time to burn Leave it all behind Cross the borderline Face the truth, don?t have any time to... Have any time to burn
you burning for more Burn in the country, burn downtown All the best people are burning down in hell, hell, ah hell It's a burning hell You'll burn in
're reeking gin (chorus) Running water in a sinking boat Going under but they've got your goat Burning down - my hands are tied my feet are bound Burning
projects on green screen No security, put you on the respirator I'm the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one slug
green screen) Yeah, no security, (I'll put you on the respirator) I'm the bomb, (I'm the mothafuckin detonator) One (dutch), one (bud), one (burner),
the projects on green screen No security, put you on the respirator I'm the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one
your name With bloody letters on my heart You dragged my dying body You tore my wings With a whisper Now, I deny my own salvation The burning feeling
: The hands come from the ground The hands come from the ground Don't fear life We came and saw This has no meaning I touch the sky As it's burning
: The hands come from the ground [x2] Don't fear life We came and saw This has no meaning I touch the sky As it's burning This bottles half way empty
linger on my skin it held tight the whine of spinning blades still echoes to bother my sleep at night see that ox stamped dead center on the letter