This is a song about "Our memorys"

That's what rains for

Your our provider

Ice melts into rain

Their failure's our shame

Covering our behinds.

I used to have a nine to five

Waterspoutin our despicable

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

Our love was still there but our minds were lost

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

Welcome to our carnival

As i light one for ill will

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Your our provider