Tekstovi: Jawbreaker. Bivouac. Big.

In this ocean I'm a bag of tea.
I make some clouds but they're minor league.
Hack at the base of the largest tree.
Only to find that it doesn't bleed.
This is big.
The laughing right stands before me naked, unashamed.
It's for your own good.
It's going to hurt us more than it hurts you.

Don't it make you feel small?
You and yours on us and ours.
You've got the guns and we've got the scars.
Turn the gun back on yourself.
I love it when you think big.