Wasting Matches

Wasting Matches

New Mexican Disaster Squad
(album: Don´t Believe)

Rat trap, now I know this place is a
Death trap, I´m itchy and I´m shaking
You´d better take a look inside
Tight ship, not only a shadow of a
Dream lost, ambitious boss
The chemicals leave little to hide

So sweep the floors and lock the doors
Here less ain´t more
Are you reinforced?

Breathing, living, damaging
Nervous system managing
Breathing, living, damaging
The parts that make us feel
As if we´re real

My hands don´t feel a fucking thing anymore
My back, it burns like all the thousands before
I think I´m gonna need a break
The clock, it mocks me
I´ll destroy this pile and if that´s a problem
I´ll say it to their fucking face

So sweep the floors and lock the doors
Here less ain´t more
Are you reinforced?

Breathing, living, damaging
Nervous system managing
Breathing, living, damaging
Breathing, living, I sing

We´re all wasting matches
We´re all dropping ashes
On the ground, now we´re out