Absence Of Concern Supernova Suicide
Strap me in I’m going out
Guarenteed to make you shout
I’ve got skeletons in my closet
I’ve got monsters under my bed
I’ve got zombies knocking at my door
That don’t realise theyre dead
I’ve got bats hanging in my belltower
And monkeys on my back
A bitch like you to light my fuse is the only thing I lack
Strap me in I’m going out
Guarenteed to make you shout
This is a supernova suicide
No one here gets out alive
Sometimes you’ve got to lose before you learn
A Supernova Suicide
I’ve got supersonic machine guns
And mile long magazines
I’ve got styrofoam and gasoline if Napalm is your thing
I’ve got mushroom clouds of anger
And I’m seeing infrared
I’ve got a piece of mind to beat you blind
With war inside my head
Strap me in I’m going out
Guarenteed to make you shout
This is a supernova suicide
No one here gets out alive
Sometimes you’ve got to lose before you learn
Pull the pin and count to ten
Pray to God I’ll live again
A Supernova Suicide
No one here gets out alive
Sometimes you’ve got to lose before you learn
I’m so sorry
You got caught in my crossfire
While I was burning like a joint
Strap me in I’m going out
Guarenteed to make you shout
This is a supernova suicide
No one here gets out alive
Sometimes you’ve got to lose before you learn
A Supernova Suicide
