Smog - David Boring

Written by：DAVID BORING

Are we there yet

No

What's the day

What's the time

Deadly silence

Smokey skies

Hell broke loose

The crowd goes wild

Waxy faces

Eyes grow wide

His body is his armour

So frail and so thin

They push and shove and beat and poke but still they cannot win

I'll rip you to pieces

You break my fingers

You rip me to pieces

You break my bones

I'll rip you to pieces

You pull the trigger

You rip me to pieces

Our dear protector

I'll rip you to pieces

Your ugly grimace

You rip me to pieces

Your evil sneer

I'll rip you to pieces

We flirt with madness

You rip me to pieces

The end is near

There's no hope no redemption

Crack my skull

Mother please don't cry

There's is a better world for us out there

Can you see it or is it just me

A vague sense of unease that the gruesome climax of my life

Was being rehearsed years in advance

In the name of peace

Be my friend walk me out of this plight

Walking along the sea I see the tents and the people they're all

They're all smiling at me

Out of nowhere we became the traitor

Crack my skull

This is an army with no clear leader

And make me the beast

I'll rip you to pieces

You break my fingers

You rip me to pieces

You break my bones

I'll rip you to pieces

You pull the trigger

You rip me to pieces

Our dear protector

I'll rip you to pieces

Your ugly grimace

You rip me to pieces

Your evil sneer

I'll rip you to pieces

We flirt with madness

You rip me to pieces

The end is near