All I need is a little alcoholic beverage
Tell me something I don’t know!”
You’ll know my secret if you drown me in the liquid that I love.
Put jack on the rocks when Jill will not shut her mouth!
Hold the phone
Hold the phone
The intoxicated robot will drink and drive your children home.
I’ll show the world. Nice to know you, not like your shy poetic soul,
Blister in the cold, slowly growing old in this fucking town, and I did this
To spite the critics show my love for the desperation of the filthy crowd.
Behold the all singing dancing scum
Behold the all singing dancing scum of the earth.
Chew me up or swallow me whole I will be used as the substitute.
Because she loves the way it feels in her skin.
Keeping my life in line with my friends I’m getting better stepping outside to let it all in.
But I’m paranoid and you know it. There was always something to calm my nerves.
I got it bad “and I’m floating around.”
And they’ll never know where I’ve been.
Tell the world I’ve been thinking out loud and I have no time for this at all.
And now I’m feeling alive.
Fuck life
We never wanted this
Fuck life
I know we wanted this



Lyrics submitted by theTyrant

Fire Trucks On Fire song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain