The Bled - Shouting Fire In A Crowded Room

We have followed our leaders into the vault of a burning bank
We raised our children on dead end roads waiting to death in the summer wind
Looking for answers that I was never meant to find I swallow my tongue in defeat
Before I drown face down in the street
Waiting for the ambulance to arrive
I saved myself from you gagging to death on these prayers
My agony is self-inflicted
Burn my body at the stake
My love in effigy
My songs are gasoline in the mouth of a coward shouting "fire"
I swallow my questions down in fear
Before I know too much of myself trying to explain what keeps me falling to my knees.
The burden of living proof, I saved myself from you.
In case of a new emergency, I saved myself from you.
When nothing moves in the wake of regret, I saved myself from you.
I saved myself from the arms of corruption.