Lyrics Alexisonfire – Mailbox Arson
Text:
Your mail’s not safe in this town.
4x
George
I strike a red bird on your face
I watch the match fall down your throat
I burn all your precious bowels
I watch the smoke pour from every crack
And breathe in your secret lives
All your bills, pay and welfare cheques
But I don’t think I can stay for long
There’s lots more mail that’s not yet ash
Your mail’s not safe in this town.
3x
Well, I’m taking this all back.
Dallas
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes, one hundred fires.
Everything you own now burns away.
This town is no longer mine.
It’s fucked with me for the last time.
How I wish that I could see your face..
George
When the sky is streaked with plumes
Know that it’s my signature
Upon this wretched fucking city.
Mailbox arson,
My sweet revenge.
Mailbox arson,
My sweet revenge.
Dallas
I’ll strike a match and burn away —
Every tie that binds me to this place
4x
George
When the smoke clears,
You can consider us even.
Your mail’s not safe in this town.
3x
Well, I’m taking this all back.
Dallas
I watch the smoke start to rise
One hundred homes, one hundred fires.
Everything you own now burns away.
This town is no longer mine.
It’s fucked with me for the last time.
How I wish that I could see your face..
Album
Alexisonfire – Alexisonfire - Crisis
