Song

Letterbomb

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Nobody likes you
Everyone left you
They're all out without you
Havin' fun!

Where have all the bastards gone
The underbelly stacks up ten high
The dummy failed the crash test
collecting unemployment checks
a flunkie only along for the ride

Where have all the riots gone
As the city's motto gets pulverized
"What's in love is now in debt"
On your birth certificate
So strike the fucking match to light this fuse

The town bishop is an extortionist,
And he don't even know that you exist,
Standing still when it's do or die,
You better run for your fucking life

It's not over till you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burning "it's not my burden"
It's not over before it's too late

There is nothing left to analyze

Where will all the martyrs go
When the virus cures itself?
And where will we all go when it's too late?

Well don't look back...

You're not the Jesus of suburbia
The St. Jimmy is a figment of
Your fathers rage and your mothers love
Made me the idiot America

It's not over 'til you're underground
It's not over before it's too late
This city's burning "it's not my burden"
It's not over before it's too late

She said "I can't take this place
I'm leaving it behind"
She said "I can't take this town
I'm leaving you tonight"