Desa The Young Arsonist Lyrics

The Young Arsonist Lyrics





Ex girls floating in jars of formaldehyde

Their once magic eyes no longer seem alive

It's time I set all my half-written songs on fire

and feed my dreadful poems to the flames

Why am I keeping all these memories on ice?

Do I really believe their pulses might return?

It's time to torch the piles of extinct fantasies

To detonate and wheel and run while they burn



A knife to drive into the hearts of prior I's

It's for the better

Bid them so long

The moments they lived, 

right or wrong, are gone forever

I'll be something new without them



Staring sculptures of my former favorite friends

Their once laughing voices faint and distant now

I'm weary with the weight of my previous life

I want to push it from a plane and watch it crash down



Laid out side by side those phases with their eyes closed

Laid out in a line my dying boys all wave goodbye



I'll be something new without them