Feel like a riddle today Glamorous and I must say that you are barely okay Meanwhile, I fight for reason Clamor in hand to defend this my only body stance Take a look around Everything, in turn, will come down Don't depend on these broken promises They won't hear a sound Last chance to find the way out Rearrange life till sundown, fears of a stick in the mud I solved a riddle today Glamorous and I must say that none of us are okay Take a look around Everything, in turn, will come down Don't depend on these broken promises They won't hear a sound We plant the seed to grow the tree But save room for the family Evolution turns another ugly hand Suddenly man cannot stand Matchstick start the fire Pinpoint the blame And through the trees I scream your name Matchstick! Matchstick! Matchstick! Matchstick starts! Matchstick! Matchstick! Matchstick! Matchstick starts a fire! Take a look around Everything, in turn, will come down Don't depend on these broken promises They won't hear a sound They won't hear a sound They won't hear a sound