Death to Suburbia

I wanna know how the people felt
When they sold out their golden gates
Replaced them with wire
Killed by a flat tire
And not a soul around

So I say death to suburbia
I don't wanna live there anymore
Familiarity is all that's familiar there
Unless we find our way out

Through all the shrapnel
Through this fractal

If there's a house that we'd find us in
That can even stand on its own two legs
Despite all the torture
We've gathered a fortune
It's under our bed

So I say death to Conspiria
I just want you to be safe here
I promise I'll come back, if I even leave at all
But we gotta find our way out

Stay sober
I'll admit that it's a little bit harder
To reconsider
But that's alright because I never ever doubted at all
Stay sober
And stay with me for our sons and our daughters
When they grow up we'll lead them
Out of the forest
Like we never saw it
We never, never, never found it

Through all the shrapnel
Unless we find our way out
Through this fractal
Unless we find our way out
Through all the shrapnel
Unless we find our way out
Through this fractal
Unless we find our way out