I think to myself:
I don't want to survive this one
I want to burn up in the wreckage

She lit my soul and inhaled deeply
Flicking my ashes occasionally.

I see walking bombs on the street
Hearts not beating, but ticking

Before the Civil War, the Southern states were selling a lot of cotton to England and didn't seem to mind British occupation. By and large, the Revolutionary War wasn't at all great for business.

The truth is an anti-war statement in itself.

I try to get myself up and moving as early as possible. Optimum is to be on the treadmill while it is still dark outside.