Fire In The Attic Bonfire Now
I wrote down these lines for you
just to make you understand
you are the master key number twenty three
like a thousand times before
when I just couldn't get through
and I had to go get my heartstrings back
what a waste of time
they are now a million miles away
sit back and watch the world collapse
it doesn't matter
as long as we survive the night
I don't care about the days to come
these days were not made for us
we are actors trying to
pretend among all these robots in the streets
no one is beautiul to me
trained to look like stereotypes
digitally remasterd models in their fashion magazines
what a waste of time
we will not fit in into their machinery
let's soak the city with gasoline
then light a match and illuminate the night
