Oh god, keep the sunshine from my tired twisted eyes
Keep the promise of the good times far from me
I don't want to see the world outside
The windows I don't have
Where I am damn near at the end of everything
I know the rivers that roll through it
And the forests are deep rooted
But none of that will ever come to me
The only thing I'll ever see
Are the four grey walls surrounding me
And any light that comes from a computer screen
Oh irony, the irony of living for the ends
When all you want is underneath your feet
There ain't life, it's all sick and twisted
Jokes down here where I am
Damn near at the end of everything
Oh irony, the irony of living for the ends
When all you want is underneath your feet
There ain't life, it's all sick and twisted
Jokes down here where I am
Damn near at the end of everything
Damn near at the end of everything
Keep the promise of the good times far from me
I don't want to see the world outside
The windows I don't have
Where I am damn near at the end of everything
I know the rivers that roll through it
And the forests are deep rooted
But none of that will ever come to me
The only thing I'll ever see
Are the four grey walls surrounding me
And any light that comes from a computer screen
Oh irony, the irony of living for the ends
When all you want is underneath your feet
There ain't life, it's all sick and twisted
Jokes down here where I am
Damn near at the end of everything
Oh irony, the irony of living for the ends
When all you want is underneath your feet
There ain't life, it's all sick and twisted
Jokes down here where I am
Damn near at the end of everything
Damn near at the end of everything
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