Lyrics:
to work until you die
Plans workin undercover
Hands lurking in the gutter
Mother, father, sister, brother get ready to kill each other
They talk as if
Understand my disconnection
I need to be true
Close to perfection
How I can live
In a world of misconception
How can I give
When I no longer
The commander-in-chief just flew by
Did he stop? No, he had a couple seats
Just proved jet blue he's not
Jet blew by the spot
What if he ran out of jet fuel and just
take from me
Oh, I'll die
With you in kind
You think
You'll live up
To my eye
Kill me already
In your hands I'll die
Scorching memories
Will ignite
a great boy and what would folks say
To hear my mother singin' me to sleep all day in such a daft way
Men say the winter was bad that year fuel was
the task at hand
You say it ain't a game while playin backgammon
I'll hide behind my mask again
Like I ain't runnin shit like laxatives
Passive
other hand
Shirt is torn to pieces
Wonder how I look
If anybody finds me will they freak out and then book
Fire started in the engine
Fuel dripping on my
a beverage
Already look this fine, I bet that I look better rich
You in my headlights, I turn you into venison
Praying on my downfall, but I'm atheist
fire in my veins
I scream out your name, my brain fuels the pain
I lie in this rain and get struck by lightning
Do you think there is an end
Will it go
cheddar
Wet, blue seas... wetter
Already smashed ya main
I’m busy got cash to rain
Already got plans today
The world in my hands today
Already smashed ya
archer put a stone in my chest
Stain with blood your frozen darts
Like a cigarette smoked by the wind
Tender lover who covers my heart with wax
A quiet
vision you lacking too see, your delusions are distracted by booty
Only time your thoughts actually stick out
Only man for the job these feature fuel me
fuel, build me and fill me up
So I can see the wider view
But if you cram me in, then you hand me my fate to lose
And you should know by now, that I make
And it fuels my addictions
Hangin' out in this whirlwind
If you cool my ambitions
I'm gonna cut you out
That's why I can't hang with the cool gang
bible and my rosary beads
I'm surrounded by life-draining vampires
In the next room and across the hall
It don't mean nothin' at the end of the day
the distance, tank prints on the snow,
A cut in the lips. I know I'll die in the white
Fuel for war
Keep your eyes peeled. Your pride will be overcomed by guilt
bass
Your girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the place
He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand
Cold chillin' in the spot
bass
Your girlfriend screams when M.C.A.'s in the place
He stumbles in the room with the Chivas in his hand
Cold chillin' in the spot
entertainment turned tragic
In the end I'll be remembered even under the harvest
Live and die
In this facility my only ability to get by
Politicians trippin'
Start this fire (Start the fire)
Fuel my desire (My desire)
I ain't lying (I ain't lying)
When I say you're the one I need (You're the one)
Yeah
is not real life
This the vision of my eyes
This feels like a cooking show in my hand is the knife
In my hand I have the light switch
This gone
When I was a child I was frozen as a stone
Scared to take a risk and fail even in my home
I didn't know what to do with my sensitivity
So I just
(WAY)
Tucking my map, stay in the wrong state (STATE)
Almost to E, my fuel is gone away (AWAY)
In need of a push, don't wanna stall today (OK)
Stranded
In and out the country never feel at home
Awake by night, asleep by day
Ridiculous
I'm like a jet-lagged bird
It's in my heritage, my blood-line
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