I can't think
Someone's sitting right in front of me
I need my personal space
Alright, alright, alright, alright

I write songs
Keeping my fingers crossed
They'll get me out of this place
Alright, alright, alright, alright

Leaking gasoline onto the walls and the floor
Only two lit sirens, but I'm looking for more
I've got swag, I'm blazing
Five cans of mace
And some rage burns a hole in my head

Oh the local news reports some funny things
I remember a story about a family tree
But I can't recall just how that story ends
But I can pretend, pretend, pretend

(Chorus x2)

Lyrics submitted by Ramengurl

Alarm song meanings
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