Beachmaster - Green of the Flame Lyrics

You've been dwelling down those basements, guess that's the way it's going down
Spending hours in these clock shops trying to buy a little time
I've been shaking in my bedroom since 1999
Call them demons, what have you, modern day poltergeist

Your best dress is worse for wear, and I'm too tired to fight
Quit wearing me out
If you wanna scream and fight, I'll be inclined to waste your time
Call when you're not angry anymore

20 miles and 13 stairs, in the corner of the room, you find me there
In the green of the flame, burnout embering away
To the sound of the howls of the old machines, I'll calculate a list and contemplate
Every little wrong being done upon a sweet mother's face

We won't take this anymore
We won't take this anymore
We won't take this anymore
We won't take this anymore
We won't take this anymore

Your best dress is worse for wear, and I'm too tired to fight
Quit wearing me out
If you wanna scream and fight, I'll be inclined to waste your time
Call when you're not angry anymore
Call when you're not angry anymore

Open the windows wide
And scream at the night time sky and wait for a reply
Nothing out there but darkness
Nobody hears you scream your madness

You're dressed to kill, I'm wearing thin
I'm too tired to fight
Quit wearing me out
If you wanna scream and fight, I'll be inclined to waste your time
Call when you're not angry anymore
We're not gonna take this anymore