Run For It Marty

Covered up the blood; we're coordinating all our efforts liberate the

flock from the herd and we're getting closer. Kick start the fire on

this trend don't let this pretty party end now. Until the night is

over.

Nobody's spared and nobody cares

Tonight this flame becomes alive with another lie. Is it often that

you

open up your door without a single fear.

Celebrate the flood on this concentrated slave of fashion hell you

worked so hard to be part of. And now its over. Scream loud enough

and

you'll get heard before the tide begins to turn and waves collapse upon

you.

Nobody's spared

Burn down this sillouette a shallow city with an empty soul who's

begging for disaster

Something wicked this way comes, I can feel it crawling after me and

you

I can see the ashes of Allston falling by the mirror and it feels good.