Letra de Erasing wilkes

It´s a small town built on novel objections with white local papers with only corrections. There is grease on the collars and ties, and a life conceived to die. And I can pass you by with that look on my face that says "hey go fuck off," I´m leaving this place, so warm up the pavement hot. To make a nice big parking lot for all those drug stores and bars meant to erase the reasoning why we live here anyway. So fire up you´re engines and bring the gasoline and we´ll burn this city down. Bring the gas, and I´ll bring the lighter. We´ll dance in flames of this old town as we watch all the buildings come tumbling down. This is love, this is hell, this was home. It´s a bar room filled with branded rejections, we´re passing the girls we regret that we slept with. There is stains on the mattress and sheets, in a bed so hard to sleep. With the impressions that drunkenness seems to create, and the swallowing sound that you´re jaw seems to make, this is me, into you, and it´s ending. For tomorrow I´ll pretend to be asleep, as you grab up your shit and take one last look at me. So fire up you´re engines and bring the gasoline and we´ll burn this city down. Bring the gas, and I´ll bring the lighter. We´ll dance in flames of this old town as we watch all the buildings come tumbling down. This is love, this is hell, this was home.

Tomorrow´s skies are grey and looking bleek. It´s all the weather guy can tell me. My days are brighter than my property and what it has and what it lacks.

So fire up you´re engines and bring the gasoline and we´ll burn this city down. Bring the gas, and I´ll bring the lighter. We´ll dance in flames of this old town as we watch all the buildings come tumbling down. This is love, this is hell, this was home.

Goodbye Home 3x