Lletres: Dashboard Confessional. I Light My Own Fires Now.

Slip out the back before those
Handlers get to tight on you
I light my own fires now
I light my own fires now

Slip in this town like it was
Measured to fit right on you
We light our own fires now
We lead ourselves into the night
Oh yeah,
I don't think I'll be held inside an ordinary cell
Am I the escape or
Am I the escape artist?
I know,
I know it's just a question of details

Or one of,
Denial.
Could all of this trip wire
Cut so easy?

We'll just see

Cut the alarm before the
Motion sets off its sensors
We move in silence now
We guard our secrets with our lives
And cover our tracks so we are
Protected from surveillance
We move in silence now
We lead ourselves into the fight

Into the fight
Into the fight
Into the fight

And all the saints
Will rise again
As sons of wealthy men
Tear the whole world down before our eyes

And all the signs
We should have read
While we ignored the dead
Will haunt us long after the last of us has died

Slip out the back before those
Handlers get too tight on you
I light my own fires now
I light my own fires now

Slip in this town like it was
Measured to fit right on you
We light our own fires now
We lead ourselves into the night