Wake up, the house is on fire
and the cat's caught in the dryer
philosophys a liar when
your home is your headstone
"icon" is the last chance for hope
when theres no such thing as heroes
your faith lies in the ditch that
you dug yourself in

last chance to piss it all away
nothing but hell to pay
when the lights are going down

deatbeat holiday- celebrate your own decay
theres a vacant sign thats hanging high
on a noose above your home

deatbeat holiday- get on your knees and pray
theres a vacant sign thats hanging high
but at least you're not alone

Christmas lights in the middle of august
grudges come back to haunt us
your oldest allies are your
long lost enemies
grounded in a duplex to find
that you're living on a landmine
vacation hotspots is 
a cemetary drive

last chance to piss it all away
nothing but hell to pay
when the lights are going down

deatbeat holiday- celebrate your own decay
theres a vacant sign thats hanging high
on a noose above your home

deatbeat holiday- get on your knees and pray
theres a vacant sign thats hanging high
but at least you're not alone

Last chance to piss it all away
nothing but hell to pay when all you
want to do is...not to...give