Play a fair game for something not so concerned with safety
You pulled the weapon
Smoking barrels never lied before
You pulled the weapon
Smoking barrels never lied before
Good morning to the ceiling,
Flat on your back, barely breathing
To sick to keep it all up in your head
I've got the medicine for this sinful sick disaster
"burn out tonight" we say
Sort through the wreckage of transmitted tragedy
Ohhh pace the walls of the ideas you believe
It's all the rage
It's all the same
Try find a plot
Try find a place
Play a fair game for something not so concerned with safety
You pulled the weapon
Smoking barrels never lied before
You pulled the weapon
Smoking barrels never lied before
OHHHHHH
Take a life that wont leave you behind
Good morning to the ceiling
Flat on your back barely breathing
To sick to keep it all up in your head
I've got the medicine for this sinful sick disaster
"burn out tonight" we say
WE SAYYYYY