The Taxpayers - Set a Guy on Fire lyrics
[The Taxpayers - Set a Guy on Fire lyrics]
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 buildings start to look like
The contusions on your chest
There'll be beating hearts
It'll mean danger, danger
Danger down the line