Lights out Lights out On ignorance and self-doubt Lights out Lights out Turn the tables and twist and shout
When you first moved to the city And everything was crumbling down around you But you still took time to make yourself feel pretty Once in a while, once in a while, once in a while
Lights out On blood baths Annihilation Psychopaths Lights out On fast cash Burn the bridges And sell the ash
When first you moved to the country You hadn’t found that hallowed ground Made all the plants grow teeth And poisonous to eat But you’d never felt more alive
Confidence is self-defense Though confidence itself defenseless