My Whispers Are Wildfire

I'm sick of this suburban dream

Another Prom Queen crying in her ice cream

We're just downtown overflow

Rigging the building just to watch it blow

Another B movie Macbeth

We're apple biters not afraid of death

We're Jane Grey and Charlemagne

With the birds getting clean in last night's rain

I'm gonna love you 'til the money runs out

I'm gonna love you 'til wheels come off

We're like electricity and water, like an airplane

Crashing and the wind that caught her

Three shots at the crow bar, another one two toke too far

My whispers are wildfire

My whispers are wildfire

I got a job just to get paid

My beating heart like a bright red cage

Now nothing ever tastes good

My rock n' roll doesn't roll like it should

Blood boiling like a broken kettle

My mind numb as machine gun metal

You say I'm living in a kingdom state?

Eating cold take out on a plastic plate?

I'm gonna love you til the money runs out

I'm gonna love you til wheels come off

We're like electricity and water, like an airplane

Crashing and the wind that caught her

3 shots at the crow bar, another one two toke too far

My whispers are wildfire

Bright lights flood the stage

Ticketmaster in a main frame haze

All sitting there like church mice

Before an algorithm antichrist

Who knows what to trust?

There's bullet cases in the sawdust

Sinking back to a suburban dream

Why does the elevator make me scream?

Why does the elevator make me scream?