Rust

Rust! Now the fear is cheap
Rust! We light the fires afar
Rust! And with the lack of control
Rust! Enter the state of decay
Rust! Slowly turning
Rust! My skin is burning
So make it go
Just let it go
This madness turns to Rust!
Rust!
No matter how we fake it
When our core is breaking down

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me
There are so many words to say
The golden age is over
We weaponize our paradise
You'd better run before it all turns to rust
Rust

Under the rust there's so much hidden rage
Too much noise and a way too much pain
How can we make them all go away
Fill my golden goblet of fame
Rust is a plaque and rust is here to stay
A way of life
Something new for your everyday
Maybe there's a place pure from this shame
Yet we are waiting for the rain

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me
There are so many words to say
The golden age is over
We weaponize our paradise
You'd better run before it all turns to rust
Rust

That rusty look on the surface
Will just dissolve into madness
Lick those corroded metal fingers
Beause they leave a taste that lingers
On my tongue, so tingling and numb
Fill my mouth with a perfect hum
Rotten poems drop on the ground
Along with my eroded heart

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me
There are so many words to say
The golden age is over
We weaponize our paradise
You'd better run before it all turns to rust

Now we demonstrate what has been left of me
There are so many words to say
The golden age is over
We weaponize our paradise
You'd better run before it all turns to rust