Text: Sense Field. Killed For Less. Futon.

He was drinking alcohol again with friends
They wanted to be happy all the time
The dream is yours and mine
But someone said that alcohol's no good

No good for mind and soul
Or body when you lose control
I think I want to light something on fire
I'm going to light something on fire
I'm going to light something on fire

What am I afraid of?
What are you afraid of?
What are we afraid of?