The Gaslight Disctrict Song "IGNITE IT"

Where you going?

Got ulterior motives?

Just like a game of poker —

Upper hand, I'll never show it

What you saw, you won't be showing

Cement you, have you floating

Sink to the bottom of the ocean —

I'll have you yelling "Go Fish!"

Now just look at where this lands you

Didn't do what you've been asked

But when held at gunpoint, you're a statue

Now a beatdown's what we'll hand you

They think I'm fragile, think I'm brand new

Am I a monster wrapped in a mask?

I know I've got black blood on my hands —

But I will show you what I can do!

For how hard I've fought

For all that he's taught

I think I deserve a spot in the family mob

I'll never get caught

Secrets are lost —

And if they are found, I will speak to the gods

Play, you'll get chopped

Protecting you at all costs

Don't wanna be where I wound —

This is not what you want

Cut-throat type of boss

Somewhat of a “don”

I'm jumping with joy

'Cause being dead is a gift

With every flip of the coin

My daddy's making my wish

Far from polished or poised

We came up from the sticks (burn 'em down!)

But no lighter — we're the spark that ignites it!

Open up your eyes —

You have nowhere left to hide

We will put you on ice

You'll be swept beneath the tide

When the angels bear a gift

For the dead it's time to rise

Now my daughter's growing wings —

Taking off, prepare for flight

Always try to wear a smile

When I'm put underneath the lights

Our anatomy's not right

Skeletons without the spine

But can you decode this?

All the demons in my mind —

Manipulated and gaslit

And now it's time to pay the price

And now the party's here —

Made it happen

When I look into my mirror

I am laughing

I feed on fear

I ain't acting

Sick of this role I've been casting

They're all here —

And they're clapping

You won't sleep in your casket

Blood will spill on your mattress

Your life's an egg — and it's cracking

With a human for a daughter, tell me —

What do ya get?

In a whole family full of monsters, tell me —

Where do I sit?

'Cause I just feel like an imposter

Blending in like one of them —

An odd one wrapped up in a costume

Dressing up and fitting in

Even if I'm starting from the bottom

Going all the way to the tip

Not just a lamb up for the slaughter —

I am something different

The only thing in my head

The only thing I've dreamt:

To join the smiling dead

I'll make that more than just a wish!

They said I would disappoint

'Cause I don't follow a script —

But every tip, every coin’s what makes my story a twist

I thought I was the poison

Let me go from the hitch...

Broke it down

But picked it up —

And now it's time to ignite it