Punk Rock Cliché

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Who made this mess, we once called home Sins of the flesh, are not sinned alone Invite the our sin ist, for incendiary fun Where there's smoke there are cigarettes, and blindfolds and guns The house was on fire, as the victim screamed While her hands were tied, and he barely breathed We had it all that's what they'll say We did not seize we stole the day Now there we are punk rock cliché's We knew the risks, we played the game With our own rules, we fanned the flames Punk rock cliché's Her lies successful as a lie can be Those who need to blur the truth, believe lies set you free Enter the arsonist, when the fire began Trust can burn like the Hindenburg and one gasoline can We had it all, gave it away, the peruvincent price we have to pay When we licked clean the silver tray Why did our home burn down so fast Castles of stone are supposed to last Why can't I get passed through the past We knew the odds, we placed the bets If you play the domme-con there's no regret In punk rock roulette Cuz when I watched it all crumble away I realized the walls we built were just paper mache How punk rock cliché