1. Dream of Arson


I dream of arson,
Freedom baby
This english tongue has gone sour

You dream of your son
Holding hands with another man
Then you wake up to take your last shower

You dress me in his clothes
And when I turn down a rose
You start to explode

This is the road less traveled with more gravel
But my knees ain’t that scraped up yet

And when I get to the end of the road
I’m sure that I’ll be sold on this life that I have chose

Burn baby burn,
I’ll see u in hell