If I could saw my way through this solid dead grass
Would the paradise I've found be worth my time?
If I could somehow undo or make your soul stop the grind
Can you count your loves in order of how they died?
Well, I could too
And now I feel like sinking in
To the wall I built with these mitts
I loved it in my way
And now I pray for its decay
The more I make plans, the more I get depressed
It's as useless as business, the means to our end
When it kills to look your way, the striped noose, the number two fade
The classic case
I took a piss in every ocean
So fuck the world
I made a mess and when the son of God is coming, drop the rake and stop running
Get mad, you son of a bitch
Every muscle is gripping tight for life
As the worm turns, out the slug slips past our eyes
If we turn our backs
How can we stop the knife?
Would the paradise I've found be worth my time?
If I could somehow undo or make your soul stop the grind
Can you count your loves in order of how they died?
Well, I could too
And now I feel like sinking in
To the wall I built with these mitts
I loved it in my way
And now I pray for its decay
The more I make plans, the more I get depressed
It's as useless as business, the means to our end
When it kills to look your way, the striped noose, the number two fade
The classic case
I took a piss in every ocean
So fuck the world
I made a mess and when the son of God is coming, drop the rake and stop running
Get mad, you son of a bitch
Every muscle is gripping tight for life
As the worm turns, out the slug slips past our eyes
If we turn our backs
How can we stop the knife?
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