sixteen years with you nothing i'd rather do than see your ashes hit the ground put me inside a box and hope i never find the lock we're both amazed i'm still around convince them all that it's their fate convince them all that it's too late convince them they're not special isn't that just f**ing great goodbye temecula i hope you burn while i'm away you left me dirty someplace i can't even see and that will never wash away a tradition of hate
i guess i'm just too late i'll watch it happen once again your fortress cannot last one day i'll find a match and i'll ignite that flame again drain me of everything you can drain me then laugh as i can't stand drain me then burn in hell as soon as i find that gas can sick of this one horse town we'll burn it to the ground children with torches march around and i can almost hear the sound goodbye temecula