Lights Out - Ashbury Heights

You can break it if you fake it

Come on and shake it

We’re rolling here

Just throw a fit

We’re getting there

And other shit

That you won’t admit

Is killing me

Other things you really ought to see

You think I’m going of my own volition

When all the troubles you can see are superstitions

You think I’m moving cause my inhibitions

Are caused by something nobody but you envision

Tell me

Do you find pleasure

In applying pressure

To my castle walls on the threshold?

Can you do better

Than sturm und drang?

Or would some clement weathr

Dull your fangs?

Is the violence your angst

Manifst in me?

Am I just the red you see?