The Electric Age

Twisting and turning the incessant burning of night Never quite learning the truth, wrong versus right Wings that are broken, words never spoken in flight The future now open, then flashes to hide out of sight Don't you look so fucking sad, I'll beat

Hold your feet to the fire Hold your face to the ground Hold on tight, you're a target baby Drop the hammer down I'm a long life, loving hate I'm a bomb that makes no sound Could you please, would you loosen these I'm about to fucking drown Lowdown a

He got retribution He got loaded guns Uses silver bullets in the chamber And shoots them just for fun He got the solution Got long lasting pride He got silver lining in his pocket And a bag full of alibis Hey baby, shine the light on me As I shoot ac

Name the father, son "amp; the fixer And to the warmth we all feel inside Strap it on and pour the elixir To the days we count as alive Concrete Jesus in a hell of a fix He makes his living on a heavy-handed mix More Black daze, white haze Shoot me d

Think that I know you, but I just can't place the face Got something to show you, it can never be replaced Wherever we walk, wherever we fly Wherever we live, wherever we die Think that I know you, but I just can't say goodbye This is it Hey now, don

Just can't win for losing, stare 'em in the eye An ego made for bruising, a heart that you can't buy If patience is a virtue, let's set out to sin I'm all worked up in the desert heat, here I go again I never seem to smile, you'll find me in the dirt