Run me to the battleground
Strap me with a gun...

The burning in my chest
has finally returned to me...

Three A.M. and sitting on the porch
Marlboro burning slowly in hand...

30 states of spectators
A cement border in between...

You have given me a life,
That you burden each day...

Waves of nostalgia,
She is the sand of the sea...

Insufferable insanity, the irrational profanity
Intense grip of the cerebellum, they all ignore me...

Through the cotton I see,
that you're colorful...

I'll tear out my heart,
while it's still beating...