We can set fire to your cities
& do it without worry
People scream People cry
In the end we all shall die
You & me
Matches gasoline
Let them burn
Let them feel their pain
Don't they get it
Death's a coming
So why not end it
Before they catch up
With their shame
You & me
Matches gasoline
Let them burn
Let them feel what we feel
Open your eyes to the true side
Where all your demons await
Everything dead that stands in our wake
Open your eyes to what we see
Open your eyes to this flawless design
You & me
Matches gasoline
Let them burn
Let them feel
Let them feel this unknown pain
Before we all fall to shame
Burn them to their graves
Give them what they want
So we may get what we need
In the end we all shall bleed
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