Set A Guy On Fire

And the things
That you feel on your skin
In your bed were the aftermath of an arrangement gone awry

And the place
That you live
And the people
That you love
Are a testament to the arrangement you aimed to fight

When you smell the rubber burning from the tires
And the people start to scream as if we set a guy on fire
There'll be beating hearts
It'll be danger, danger, danger down the line

And the food
That you ate
And the water
That you drank
Were the poisonous kind
They were the poisonous kind

And the words
That you hate
And the shit
That you take
Will remind you of what you will do with your life

When the rotting gets embodied in your breath
And the building starts to look like the contusions on your chest
There'll be beating hearts
It'll be danger, danger, danger down the line