burn me out like a fuse
before we explode
before all hell
breaks loose.

tired of the madness
tired of the killing
tired of the powers
crushing the ones willing
to serve their evil empire.
and i would be defiant
i would let them go to hell
i would sit and buy their lies
if they didnt seem so eager to sell

so burn me out like a fuse
attach me to something worth burning
the reds, the whites, the blues
char black as the world is learning
that the fires that we held within
those hopes will never win
we're just strapped to bombs
in the name of wrong.

01/23/2003

Posted on 01/24/2003
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