Lyrics
Who made this mess we once called home?
Questioning the state of a once-called home and the mess created.
Sins of the flesh, are not sinned alone
Highlighting that sins of the flesh are shared or not committed alone.
Invite the arsonist for incendiary fun
Suggesting inviting trouble or chaos for fun, using arson as a metaphor.
Where there's smoke, there are cigarettes
Connecting smoke with cigarettes, blindfolds, and guns, implying danger.
And blindfolds and guns
Describing a chaotic scene where a victim is tied, and danger is imminent.
The house was on fire, as the victim screamed
Reflecting on the past when they supposedly had everything.
While her hands were tied, and he barely breathed
Acknowledging the risks taken and the punk rock lifestyle clichés.
We had it all, that's what they'll say
Contrasting the perception of having it all with the reality of losing it.
We did not seize, we stole the day
Admitting to not seizing opportunities but instead stealing moments.
Now there we are, punk rock cliches
Presenting themselves as punk rock clichés with a sense of irony.
We knew the risks, we played the game
Acknowledging awareness of risks and active participation in a rebellious lifestyle.
With our own rules, we fanned the flames
Emphasizing their own rules and the consequences of fanning the flames.
Punk rock cliches
Reiterating the idea of being punk rock clichés.
Her lies success, full as a lie can be
Commenting on the deceptive nature of success, comparing it to lies.
Those who need to blur the truth, believe lies set you free
Suggesting that those who need to distort the truth believe that lies provide freedom.
Enter the arsonist, when the fire began
Introducing an arsonist when troubles start, symbolizing betrayal or destruction.
Trust can burn like the Hindenburg and one gasoline can
Comparing trust to something highly flammable, capable of causing significant damage.
We had it all, gave it away, the peruvincent price we have to pay
Referring to giving away everything and facing the consequences represented by "peruvincent price."
When we licked clean the silver tray
Recalling a moment of indulgence, symbolized by licking clean a silver tray.
Why did our home burn down so fast?
Pondering the rapid destruction of their home and questioning why.
Castles of stone are supposed to last
Expressing disappointment that sturdy structures, like castles, did not endure.
Why can't I get passed through the past
Expressing difficulty moving beyond the past.
We knew the odds, we placed the bets
Affirming awareness of the odds and willingly taking risks.
If you play the domme-con, there's no regret
Connecting the punk rock lifestyle with a gambling metaphor, emphasizing no regrets.
In punk rock roulette
Introducing the concept of punk rock roulette, reinforcing the unpredictable nature of their choices.
'Cause when I watched it all crumble away
Reflecting on the crumbling of everything they built, realizing the fragility represented by paper mache.
I realized the walls we built were just paper mache
Expressing a realization about the lack of solidity in the walls they constructed.
How punk rock cliche
Summing up the experience as a punk rock cliché, acknowledging the predictability of their rebellious choices.
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