Fire at the Child Actors Guild Lyrics

Giants run through the fold - Atlas leads them off the map and back - Don't just stand there gut your goddamn laughter - Sound the siren - They cry FIRE! - Isn't there another way? - Hold your wicked tongue against another grave - Can't you see where all the grief has grown? - You suffocate the dedicate your fallen dreams of failure - Its far to late to try and change your dirty prints will echo. - Heed my failure! - Eat my pride where its stowed. - My falter! - Leave my pride where its stowed. - I take the leap and burn out the city - Share your grief with a fifth bag of dreams - Count your teeth and round them to fifty - The giant grows old - Grey like us! - I couldn't tell at that age, failure - We all grew up and now where lining the trenches - The chariot awaits its driver lit by silver screens -Tremble in my legend - No more reflections in me.