Anti-Anti

I huff gasoline from your shirt
and blur the questions that no one could ever answer
I empty my head of all that I know
seems like the best view is the one from below

we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
one time we believed but now we dont even try
and I cant cut a rug, without my fashion drugs
inebriation leads revelation

gettin down in the town that makes no sound
you say there's nothing wrong but I dont hear it

I will burn your love letters in a parking deck
where I have harbored great things that I will never confess
we keep fresh paint on the countenance
now we keep it simple but make it more complex

we are anti-movements, we are anti-anti
one time we believed but now its passé and cliché
and she'll say anything to make you move again
but is it the truth? I dont care if it is