life oh what a drag why s it always us left holding the bag iconoclast just trying to live cements are cast as fugitive destroy so no one will learn light the match and watch the kerosine burn they ll say a crackhead set the fire no one will know it was really a funeral pyre everything we ve built is gonna be gone how will we be able to move on because we know this is just a space our family will survive in any place burn hotter cremate we ve gotta destroy so we can create a new life far away from here let s cover our tracks and disappear