Rusting Belt Songtext
von Cloud Rat

Thickness you seem to see, rolling and coarse
Do you want to live with me, like me?
There′s not a chance
Never was a choice

Cutting black confetti, it's all from my hair
Disrupting ecosystems, hauling the art away
Point your mouth, asphyxiate
Come along, crisis


Kerosene, wet my mouth, holy dwelling habitat
Enemy erection, stuffed animals
Ashes

Will we have enough oxygen to sing on our own?
Drainage sucking industrial love
Water well empty

"Arson is a form of self-expression in a place where you can′t express yourself"
"Arson is a form of self-expression in a place where you can't express yourself"
"Arson is a form of self-expression in a place where you can't express yourself"
"Arson is a form of self-expression..."
Arson


Elders, to kids, know in their brains
This whole fucking neighborhood is gonna burn down
I′m afraid, one day