sixteen years with you

nothing i'd rather do

than see your ashes hit the ground

put me inside a box

and hope i never find the lock

we're both amazed i'm still around



convince them all that it's their fate

convince them all that it's too late

convince them they're not special

isn't that just fucking great



goodbye temecula

i hope you burn while i'm away

you left me dirty someplace i can't even see

and that will never wash away



a tradition of hate

i guess i'm just too late

i'll watch it happen once again

your fortress cannot last

one day i'll find a match

and i'll ignite that flame again



drain me of everything you can

drain me then laugh as i can't stand

drain me then burn in hell

as soon as i find that gas can



sick of this one horse town

we'll burn it to the ground

children with torches march around

and i can almost hear the sound



goodbye temecula