Tekst:
Paper Rival

I could see myself living in the ocean with nothing new to say I've got a grievance with devotion no matter where I sleep I could see myself happy in

Home, here with your family home, to hell with the rest i knew you were crazy but never thought you would do this blood, there's blood on the carpet

Lately, if you havent noticed a crime wave coming through the city, i'll bet you lock all your windows and doors lately, if you havent noticed a crime

This white trash sunset no exit off of this freeway this southern climate humid kill vultures meal freeway my redneck mistress victory for those who

Home, here with your family home, to hell with the rest i knew you were crazy but never thought you would do this blood, there's blood on the carpet

In a moment, i figured out why i'm alive like the tired boxer who rests his head on the chest of his opponent. like a tired lover. grateful for a moment

I know what i did cause if you're my friend ive lied to you this far im no one to trust ive got a brand new pen and i drink too much there i was like

Like going swimming out in a trash heap you try your best not to swallow the water you try your best to not go under we sit unmoving, eyes on the swimmer

Timothy McVeigh is executed And the country breathe a sigh of relief Goodness prevails over evil, it seems Somehow when he's gone, we feel safer Little do we know Today the paper