[Verse 1]
I don't even feel the strings
But I know they pull me back
Upright, post collapse
Something’s killing all the birds in my neighborhood
Sir, this is an Applebee's I'm gonna have to ask you to leave
We all die, why not do it in a parking lot?
We all sigh, ’cause we know it might be all for naught
We all cry, but we only do it all alone through a combat zone
The long walk home
[Verse 2]
Just bring the flood already
We've reached the Howard Hughes phase
All but collecting the jars at altitude
First terror, then lunch
You learn to live with the bunch
You feel stuck yеt still somehow come unglued
Likе I'm sprinting in sap
With my head plastic wrapped
My lungs are less air than pot
'Cause this life's a garrote
I don't even feel the strings
But I know they pull me back
Upright, post collapse
Something’s killing all the birds in my neighborhood
Sir, this is an Applebee's I'm gonna have to ask you to leave
We all die, why not do it in a parking lot?
We all sigh, ’cause we know it might be all for naught
We all cry, but we only do it all alone through a combat zone
The long walk home
[Verse 2]
Just bring the flood already
We've reached the Howard Hughes phase
All but collecting the jars at altitude
First terror, then lunch
You learn to live with the bunch
You feel stuck yеt still somehow come unglued
Likе I'm sprinting in sap
With my head plastic wrapped
My lungs are less air than pot
'Cause this life's a garrote
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