...But I Have My Doubts You, Me, and Everyone We Know

[Verse 1]
We just may relocate the plot
Before the soil's begun to fully rot
We may prove Derrick Jensen wrong
But our death urge seems pretty fuckin’ strong

Objective truth dissolving faster than the Teflon in our veins
While a throng of multi-nationals clamor for the reins

I’m taking all the liberties I was too scared to before
The tide's been leaking through the door

[Chorus]
But I have my doubts
That anyone is getting out

[Verse 2]
Everybody’s dying, bitch
Go get back in line
It’s time to givе away my love
Like so much cheap winе

You make God look like a deadbeat dad
Just here to get things growing
Then stepping out to smoke when the baby’s all done showing