Gasoline Dream - Overkill

Wishful thinking, eyes are blinking

In the sun the garbage stinking

To ignore the rancid

Won’t make it go away

Untruth spoke through blistered lip

Unclean thoughts that take the step

Down upon the roaches

Won’t go away

Born to follow

To be the first to swallow

Garbage from the plate

Now, to borrow

A match ignite the gasoline

To burn away

Surviving through a gasoline dream

In the month the razor blade gleam

Slashing up the tongue

Won’t make it go away

On a binge of self-destruction

Children of the reconstruction

Suck the tit of discontent

Go away

Slam, slam down

Respond in kind malcontent

Don’t go away

Burn, burn down

Temple of the conscience

Don’t go away

I was soaked in gasoline

Playing with a match

I was everything I seemed

They stood and watched

Ate from your table

Ate from your hand

Eight days of waiting

Buried in the sand

Burn in a gasoline dream

Burn away my love

Burn away the conscience

Burn away my love

Take away the dignity

Take away my pain

Take just for taking

We are one in the same

Burn in a gasoline dream

Burn away my love

Burn away the conscience

Burn away my love

Take away my dignity

Take away my pain

Take just for taking

We are one in the same

Burn, burn

Burn in a gasoline dream

Burn away my love

Burn away the conscience

Burn away my love