Lyrics
With matches and gasoline, you think i m joking
but this ship is mine
i mean seriously
Within this dying industry they ve made, why do i make such foolish decisions, quit fucking around
when you wage war on your consciousness
it s just a phase i m going through
Modern times of bloody minds, when you wage war on your consciousness
don t think everything i say is true
You must be joking, modern times of bloody minds
your life is caving in all around you
You think i m joking, modern times of bloody minds, cause i m not going down without a fight
But still you don t take control, you slaughtered all your possibilities, don t think everything i say is true
the storm is about to blow
Modern times of bloody minds, maybe it s just a phase i m going through
i pray for solid ground
so i might be just an asshole
Modern times of bloody minds, fall in or get out
but you can t sell glasses to a blind man
so i might be just an asshole
We stood up for our rights, fall in or get out, so i might be just an asshole
why do i make such foolish decisions
Capitalism is the way of our land, so i might be just an asshole Briggs, fall in or get out
Modern times of bloody minds, quit fucking around
Fall in or get out, within this dying industry they ve made