Mailbox Arson - Alexisonfire
(Your mail's not safe in this town)
I strike a red bird on your face
and pour the kerosene in your mouth
I watch the match fall down your throat
I burn all your precious bowels
I watch the smoke pour from every crack
And breathe in your secret lives
All your bills, pay, and welfare cheques
But I don't think I can stay for long
There's lots more mail that's not yet ash
(Your mail's not safe in this town)
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes
One hundred fires
Everything you own now burns away
This town is no longer mine
It's f_cked with me for the last time
How I wish that I could see your face
When the sky is streaked with plumes
Know that it's my signature
Upon this wretched f_cking city
Mailbox Arson
My sweet revenge
I'll strike a match and burn away-
Every tie that binds me to this place
When the smoke clears,
You can consider us even
(Your mail's not safe in this town)
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