Fuse

Take a look around you

Can't you feel the disease?

Someone to save your soul

So save the trees

The whole world is going down

Like a bottle rocket flies to its death

And I can't help but think that I

Might barely make it to my last breath

To my last breath

Going, going, going down

Going, going, going down

Can't you, won't you hear the sound?

Going, going, going

How long does someplace last that's dominated by

F-15s, M-16s, grenades and.45s?

People hate and can't relate to ourselves

The smell of hell is growing wealth

Escape from what I deserve

It's something I'd never sell

I'd never sell

I'd never-

Going, going, going down

Going, going, going down

Can't you, won't you hear the sound?

Going, going, going

Does anybody else see this as irony?

We strive to live for peace

They nail it to our tree

You wonder where it's at

Lovers want to turn and race

Rock stars strive to seal their fate

Wives and husbands won't do race

Peace is growing, war's still waging

Families disintegrate

Children die, convenience hate

The nation disassociates

The nation disassociates

The nation disassociates

The nation disassociates

The nation

Going, going

Going, going

Going, going

Going down, going, going down