Let my unconscious stay that way
Unreal living in a faux new age
Fourth of July born to the day
Morning light raised off white flag
Run my way back to my home
I am pointless, and I am dumb
Turn my face away from the bombs
God help me I'm getting numb
Let my vices kill me from within
Friendly fire, annihilation
I'll keep on living for what is left
Nail my colors against the mast
Run my way back to my home
I am pointless, and I am dumb
Turn my face away from the bombs
God help me I'm getting numb