I, The Hand Grenade Highasakite

[Verse 1]
Yes, the real terrorist is me, my love
Yeah, the real terrorist is me
I am a vital weapon, I'm a hand grenade
My ignorance a tool to justify

[Verse 2]
Yes, the real terrorist is me, my love
Yeah, the real terrorist is me
Still nothing to gain, we suffer more
Flight, trade, coffins lowered into the ground

[Chorus]
Right here in suburbia, in homes
Right here in suburbia, wo-oohohooh
Right here in suburbia, in homes
Right here in suburbia, whoooo-oooo-ooo

[Verse 3]
Yes, the real parasite is me, my love
Yeah, the real parasite is me
I am a vital weapon, I'm an infantry
My ignorance a tool to justify

[Verse 4]
Yes, the real parasite is me, my love
Yeah, the real parasite is me
Still nothing to gain, we suffer more
Flight, trade, coffins lowered into the ground