Idolate in the sun
Turn half-formed prayers into sound
Before your gods wear out
Point your gaze like a gun
When half-heart kings wear the crowns
Don’t you don’t burn it down?
Your blessed birthright is a devil’s debt renamed
But from our youngest days, we’ve heard you say
“Won’t pay, don’t know, don’t owe”
Cooler than the coroner
Cleaner than the board of health
We tried to warn you
Who’s around the corner
Tell me your truest lie
I’m all out of patience
Cause even the bluest eye
Can see the arrangement
Now
So we’ve got to burn it down
Comparison
It’s embarrassing
Lockup for crack rock
But treatment for heroin?
They’re scared of him
They’re just daring him
Model American
Bottle of paraffin
Now
I’m about to burn it down
credits
from Cry Havoc!,
track released May 19, 2022
Written and produced by Mobley
Throwback pop with gleaming synths, chiming guitars, solid melodic hooks, and a cinematic sense of scale from North Carolina's Rachel Kiel. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2020