passing up the ambulance
carrying some victim of some victim of circumstance
and the siren sound that was once so loud has been replaced by the whitest noise
it's been turned completely down
turn inside out
so i can see myself as i burn down
the flaming aftermath
my mind is broken glass
my mind is dashed across the dash slipping away
passing up the overpass
towards a concrete column with both feet on the gas
and now london bridge has fallen down
crushing me beneath its weight
ground into the interstate
turn inside out
so i can see myself as i burn down
the flaming aftermath
my mind is broken glass
my mind is dashed across the dash slipping away
this victim of this prison
this lack of a conviction
this victim of this prison
subversion of the system
you keep going on and one until you go away