Only hands can wash hands
Or what they used to say
Don't bring in the contraband
Just leave it in your state
Oh but what, what, whatcha gonna do when they take it away
As if that was a concept they don't know? Oh-oh
12 hours in a fucking work day, nothing makes a difference, does it?
'Cause in the check book, there's some headroom
And I hit the floor
Can't see the shore
Falling in a hole
Eyelids follow
The last night on the Earth
(What do we pillage and who do we save?)
The last night on the Earth
(What do we pillage and who do we save?)
You're dead and gone before tomorrow
Why listen to anything?
Why pay attention anyway?
Oh, the sweetness and sorrow
We grapple with this every day
Not complete, the hollow
Just stay confined and don't complain
Oh, but hold up, in order to receive you got to give
It's just the way it goes
11 months in a little crawl space, hardly is existence
Oh, when nothing makes any sense, any sense
And I hit the floor
Can't see the shore
Falling in a hole
Eyelids follow
The last night on the Earth
(What do we pillage and who do we save?)
The last night on the Earth
(What do we pillage and who do we save?)
You're dead and gone before tomorrow
Why listen to anything?
Why pay attention anyway?
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And I hit a new low
There's no tomorrow
Crawl space to fallout
Skylines all lit up
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And I hit the floor
Can't see the shore
Falling in a hole
Eyelids follow