Starting Fires

Skinhorse like a Cylon, wired with a virus for the hive mind

Propped up in Starbucks with a cup full of cyanide

And I never ever really saw my Dad working properly

Now he holds down the grave shift on God's property

Sin is innocence in the sense that living in the inner-city

We're sick of splitting the difference, a bitter pill or a bit of pity

Shit gets sticky for the picky, another fly for the fly paper

Try take a piece of the pie, get your life taken

I may believe lies I make up and I make believe each time I wake up

That I'm on a roll, so controlled, stone-cold and sober

Each night I roll in I'm just stoned, drunk and older

Had a vision that I snapped, as I pace the hard shoulder

On a party-flavoured poison I just can't pay the toll for

Here's a soldier to enlist. An aspiring arsonist

Well, he could have been God's gift

But he's got a devil's pitch to shift 'cause he's just

Starting fires

Best believe there's no way that they're stopping us

Starting fires

I'm so used to losing, find the sensation soothing

Turn to the telly for the news, there's a thought that's amusing

Don't hate me but lately feel shaky like Haiti

Don't wake me when I'm snoozing, It's all very confusing

Assumed I was Being Human, turns out I'm in the wrong race

Skinhorse they all say what's with the long face?

You should be going places; you're on the right road

But the traffic is a little slow up ahead

Stop, what's that glow?

Rip up at the handbrake and I step out of the whip, slip

Close to Falling Down but to the pit I'm stomach sick

Here's an update in status

I'm having to admit that I dropped the plot I found and lost

I have not got the grip

And this urge to burn is eating me, like The Walking Dead

So instead I start to run as this blood pounds my head

As the match struck lights, no will to fight left

Stand and watch it drop!

Starting fires

Best believe there's no way that they're stopping us

Starting fires

Best believe there's no way that they're stopping us