Intro:
We are buying into something we say we don t want a part of
And we re all trying to put our fingers on emotions we can t place
And we re all dying from those things we put into our bodies
And we re all lying to ourselves when we say it s all coming together
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh-hhhhhh
So let s burn down those bridges and grow into our britches
And rip out painful stitches
And make beauty for the sake of sanity
And let s mark our territories and get good at telling stories
About our long-strived glories that aren t true
But sure as hell resemble the truth
And let s go to the art walk and bring our box cutters
And we ll cut those mother ers that wear the wrong gang colors
We ll go to The Loft at Fifth and Roosevelt
And set it up like the carter projects
And show those ers hell
And we must wash the taste of cum out of our teeth
Outro: