Lets start this off
by burning down our bridges
and collecting or protecting
everything in our best interest
take my money
take it from me
take my soul and let it
go into the night
take everything that we have
with the lights on we crawl into the shadows
picking out the movements of my life
but when they're gone
these halos fit like nooses
and who is going to produce our tired scene
where will we go
does someone know
cant fight them all
they're making our decisions
and reflecting or neglecting
all the talent that we've given
fame comes down in such bad taste
electrocute my mouth and the words I say
fame like such has high stakes
illuminates my mouth and the words I say
the words I say
with the lights on we crawl into the shadows
picking out the movements of my life
but when they're gone
these halos fit like nooses
and who is going to produce our tired scene
where will we go
does someone know
where will we go
does someone know