It's someone that you'll never be Always stay when you want to leave It's future they couldn't see Even then it was clear to me My tv's like a time machine Takes me back, 1943 Tiki torch, marching up the street Flying flags of a dead dream I think I figured it out I'm gonna take what's mine And when we self-destruct There'll be no question why Got on the train, started heading out Tried to sleep, couldn't shut your mouth Now I'm half awake in this white-washed place A black hole off the interstate Doesn't matter where you're from Long as you're one of us We'll keep on spinning 'round the sun Till we all just turn to dust I think I figured it out I'm gonna take what's mine And when we self-destruct There'll be no question why I think I figured it out I'm gonna take what's mine And when we self-destruct There'll be no question why