Transgressive is his rest
In his death; he invests
You keep him down, and trapped, and squirming
For the anguish keeps it burning
Fight for what you can’t tell
You gave ‘em right to a living hell
Show us the dignity in feeling as though it’s our turn
Oh, they say
“We’re all on our way”
Without grace we’ll find our own way
Find nothing left in people
As the fire starts to bite the seam
And you spike it up with oil
And spread the joy with gasoline
The syphoning tranquility
Brings life into obscurity
Cover your eyes
Face the streets
As they blow your mind
And fuck your dreams
It’s now that they say;
“We’re all on our way”
Without grace we’ll find our own way
Burning, burning,
Burning with desire
A sanitizing marinade of fire
We all face those vivid thoughts
But we run,
Run away
And it haunts us,
Taunts us,
Day by day
Well,
With a molotov cocktail well in hand,
I’ll find my way,
And it haunts us everyday
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