Fire In The State-Fire In The State
Bridges To Dust
Somehow I can never tell myself
I'm not crazy.
You don't understand.
Every time I look at you, you look the other way.
Every time I speak to you, you only seem to say
that I'm not what I am supposed to be.
If I could only make you see.
I am not your goddamn trophy.
It's not my fucking responsibility.
It's all so picture perfect until you peel away the crust.
Just to find the structures have been broken down to dust.
The fear we feel with no one left to trust.
I just watch it burn down to dust.
Somehow I can never tell myself.
I'm not crazy.
You don't understand.
The bridge of generations are not what they seem to be.
Behind these closed doors it's a different story.
Just try to deny it will always be the same
and I will not take your fucking blame.
I will not be the family shame.
And I refuse to play this useless game.
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Threat Or Catch Phrase
"Youth Culture", the problem is in the name.
Because when the youth grow up, most become the same
as every thing that they once despised.
Then they just play it off with their grinning lies.
Youth Culture-threat or catch phrase?
You decide.
I tire of hearing of the revolution to come
when most of us can't even hold out until 21.
Craving power and attention we cave to greed.
It envelops us with age like a disease.
Youth Culture-threat or catch phrase?
You decide.
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Let's Firebomb Hot Topic
Rebellion for profit.
Burn it to the ground.
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101 Mistakes
My dreams grow closer every day
and I can almost see them stay.
But I just wake up to find I've dreamt them all away.
And once again I've gone and fucked it up my friend.
And when will I see the only one I'm hurting is me?
Someday maybe I'll find a better way to deal with this shit
that makes me so insane.....and in my life I've fucked up
more than once or twice. And in my time I've only tried
to do what's right. I'll do what ever I feel it takes.
Even if that means making 101 mistakes.
This can't be some coincidence.
Fuck You! Where's your conscience?
I can't stand your sight. How can you sleep at night?
But once again I can't control my mouth and then we all,
we all see, what's really wrong with this harmony (anarchy).
And what's the point of thinking that we can't anoint
these wounds we have grown.
So attached that they're our home.
I live all this time under a false pretense.
You just sit back and watch me piss on your white picket fence.
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Liberty Overture
What's the point of thinking that we're free?
We just sit around and watch the TV
Where we only see what they want us to see.
Told what to do and we just agree.
We're free to do what we're told.
Led to believe life is lined with gold.
What we really need is liberty.
Fuck all the ignornace. It's time for independence.
All this we dig until we find...
taken by the hand to nowhere.
This time they've gone too far.
It's time we saw what we had
before it's all gone away.
My country tis of thee. Sweet land of liberty.
To thee I sing, to thee I sing.
We say these words every single day.
But do we really mean what we say?
What we really need is liberty.
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Brian Morrow
Yo I smoke a pound of herb a day, B.
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Dick Loves Jane
When he first saw her, he wanted to be at her side.
Happily ever after, until the day they died.
Every day she broke his heart.
Their relationship would never start.
Dick would always be chasing after her.
Dick Loves Jane.
Jane doesn't feel the same.
Jane doesn't want Dick to do with him.
When he told her how he felt
Jane didn't quite understand.
She was so distant.
She would never reach for his hand.
Dick could never truly see
Jane's shallow complexity
He tried to be something he could never be.
Trust. The one thing that should never die.
She lived her life as a fucking lie.
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Wanted: Unwanted
Wanted: (the) Unwanted.
To appear on the news
and TV police shows.
You've lost now you'll lose.
Repeat your direction.
Expose your infection.
Wanted: (the) Unwanted.
They'll pretend that they're your friends.
You'll think it's your big chance.
Then they'll just fuck you again.
Repeat your direction.
Expose your infection.
Exploit me again.Repeat your direction.
Expose your infection.
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**Alcoholics Unanimous**
*Traditional*
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Words from the January 9th 1999 recording
of Fire In The State. As recorded
by Mike and Aaron Conn at Summer Studios.
All words and music by
FIRE IN THE STATE
Lyrics-A Title Never Fits
