No one saved us We're going down In a spiral to the ground No one, No one's gonna save us now Where do you expect us to go when the bombs fall? Superstition taking all of us for a ride The bombs are falling overhead with no sight Where you going, To the

I talked you into slippin' down the hall, baby, turn it on Your playlist you play when you're in the shower Talked you into taking up my time, making up your mind Switching back and forth for an hour And now you're lookin' like a line from a Vandross

To me it's nothing This time I've really lost my mind and I don't care So close your eyes and kiss yourself goodbye I'm taking all you down with me Explosives duct taped to my spine Nothing's gonna change my mind I won't listen to anyone's last words

Will be yours for the taking My sweet revenge It's in the making baby Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink Choking with a link, killing with a stink Just your mother's, ho Burning up, my sweet Clementine I saw her laugh

You want more! (You want more!) But you'll get nothing from me You got the world on it's knees You're taking all that you please You're like the burden we bear You love the hate that we share Where did you think you could go? 'Cause everyone already

Reintegrate me, you made me a killer Like you could trade me for everything I've lost And look how you made me make me Think about me taking my own life When I remember what went down In war, combat is so heavily prepared for Returning home is something

(I can't wait) Sit down and talk for a minute Go outside and take a walk for a minute I can't wait It's you and me It's you and me What's this feeling taking over me Baby that's love and it ain't no stopping it I don't know as far as the eyes can see

You're working for the clampdown Ha! Gitalong! Gitalong! (working for the clampdown) What are we gonna do now? Taking off his turban, they said, is this man a Jew? 'Cause they're working for the clampdown They put up a poster saying we earn more than

Bringing together you and me Taking in that frequency, yeah Of the love that we should know Slow down pretending that you know Where we're supposed to go through generations Of just getting told, don't question the control Working on to buy a life before

When he was eight years old Johnny's daddy was taking him fishin' Little girl came through the front gate Holdin' a fishin' pole His dad looked down and smiled He said, "We can't leave her behind" "Son, I know you don't want her to go But someday you'll