World / Insured

I'm sorry for the things I said to you
Last night I drank a lot
And I felt a lot
And it hurts me too when I think of you

When I think of 20 years
We spent inside this house
Without a door
Now we got kids

And we got cash
And we got bones
And we got ash
But we're not home

Let's steal some marijuana from the kids
I know where they keep it hidden
Let's torch the bed
And steal a gun

Let's hold up 7/11
Let's stop the world and shut it down
We'll burn the whole thing to the ground
I sure hope that it's insured

Cause I already hear the flames roar
Take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it, take it
Wait wait
Wait a minute

'Cause there's a lot of people
That moved here over the fall
Come over I'm dying here
This is a lot

Like mine except a lot
Lets go to war