Texty:
Boy Sets Fire Live For Today

you Discouragement defined by all the times When everything just falls apart And your skeletons have broken down the door And left you there for dead

, a God for the poor, for bathory we're bleeding Out the devil hicks in angelic shrouds, blasphemy as speaking Out we've asked for it for more of the

divine A fresh idol for a suffering nation a clean lamb for your slaughtering elation Another victim of our need to be weak The lights are on the stage is set for

a moment of weakness they've gone for the throat Prayers answered for the ruling classes, and we swallowed them whole Heads down and hands up our need for

and self gratified a tradition passed down to Our blood stained hands Give in give up Contented to strive for new worthless slogans We miss our potential for

real words. painful words. makes you look so cheap. you can't stand on your own. and i have ceased to care. digging. digging deeper. digging for your

be topless With nipples on swole Stiffer than those on triple gold's [Chorus: Shannon Sanders] Oooooh, Northern California We got somethin' for ya Northern California We got somethin' for

name backwards on the wall young girls tie ribbons around their slender throats trying to keep their heads on chocolate boy walks to icecream truck for

ain't no nigga from no street gon be playin, me bitch cause I'm trill, you ain't on my fuckin level you don't live like I live, ya'll gotta a lil work