Fuse Songtext
von Grammatrain

Take a look around you
Can′t you feel the disease?
Someone to save your soul
So save the trees
The whole world is going down
Like a bottle rocket flies to its death
And I can't help but think that I
Might barely make it to my last breath
To my last breath

Going, going, going down
Going, going, going down
Can′t you, won't you hear the sound?
Going, going, going


How long does someplace last that's dominated by
F-15s, M-16s, grenades and.45s?
People hate and can′t relate to ourselves
The smell of hell is growing wealth
Escape from what I deserve
It′s something I'd never sell
I′d never sell
I'd never-

Going, going, going down
Going, going, going down
Can′t you, won't you hear the sound?
Going, going, going

Does anybody else see this as irony?
We strive to live for peace
They nail it to our tree

You wonder where it′s at
Lovers want to turn and race
Rock stars strive to seal their fate
Wives and husbands won't do race
Peace is growing, war's still waging
Families disintegrate
Children die, convenience hate
The nation disassociates
The nation disassociates
The nation disassociates
The nation disassociates
The nation


Going, going
Going, going
Going, going
Going down, going, going down