Disperse! Lyrics

Cold
Why can't you say cold?
I'll sell you a shining gun
Hell
Can you say hell?
I'll sell you fire cold
Burn
Disperse

Spine
Not one to enjoy
Help me find that gun
Hell
You feel so cold
Spine! Spine to love
Burn
Disperse

Touchdown, I want to talk
Do you get it? I'm done idiot
Still want us to follow?
Most times watching you pass yourself off as a genius
I know you've done it before
Cold

Burn
Disperse
Tribe
Why would you want clones?
Soulless, somehow mindless
Hell
Well I've sold it and cold is what I call it

I just want you to know that you're not what you seem playing with our lives
You don't know where you came from so when you find out, why don't you go back
So you can see it is pointless to try to tell us how to run our lives
I've got a shining gun now, the spine to use it,
I smell your fear so...