All in all... its no one's fault
Excuses turn to carbon wall
Blame it all on chemical intercourse

The swallowed seeds of arrogance
Breeding in the thoughts of ten
Thousand fools who fight irrelevance.

The full moon is dead skin
The one down here's wearing thin
So set up... the ten pins.
as the human tide rolls in
Like a ball that's spinning.

Bombs... dropping down...
overhead... underground...
it's instilled... to wanna live.

Bombs... dropping down...
please forgive... our hometown...
in our insignificance.

Turn the jukebox up, he said...
Dancing in irreverence
Play V3... let the song protest.

The plates begin to shift...
Perfect lefts come rolling in...
I was alone... and far away, hey
When I heard the band start playing...
On the lip... late take off.

Bombs... dropping down.

Feel like resonance of distance...
In the blood... the iron lies.

It's instilled.... to wanna live.