One day this town will just go up in flames The bus stop, the whorehouse, everything They won't know who did it, I won't leave a trace I want all of you people to go up in flames
How does it feel going into that church? The run down one with the leaky ceiling? You don't know it now, but one day you'll find out The spirit doesn't visit here much And if it does, I just don't know anymore If it does, he's got a lot to answer for Because so far? He hasn't told me NOT to burn
One day this town will just go up in flames The bus stop, the whorehouse, everything They won't know who did it, I won't leave a trace I want all of you people to go up in flames
I moved alot, so the neighborhoods blur I might have to take down the cities by school I don't think that I am anyones saviour But I'm pretty sure I'm doing all of your a favor From the creppy old ladies with candy bars They sell 'em to kids for hits of pot You know, so far? I'm thinking those ladies go first
But it's not just people, it's the buildings too It's the holes in the road that a child had to fill When the match is thrown, the news crews will not respond
One day this town will just go up in flames The bus stop, the whorehouse, everything They won't know who did it, I won't leave a trace I want all of you people to go up in flamesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
