Good Chaos
We're all caught up in tension,
can't even sleep our beds are so caved in.
don't you ever wonder about the revolution?
don't the sound of routine repulse you?
Knots in your hair, spit on the streets
Lace up my ankles to the weights on my feet.
Halo of butane, queen of hearts
Off with their heads for starts.
Get in the car, lets drive real fast
who even cares, we just wanna get trashed.
Fix and fire fuels pure destiny,
can't you feel the light beam through me?
Screw you over, nail you down,
Love means nothing in this town
No one ever hurts, cuz we mean well,
just want to drop out, give em all hell.
A righteous riot followed by hazey havoc
The sky's not even falling yet.


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