Build myself in the dirt
Sacred right, sacred curse
(Low tech)
Who of us expected dust?
Promised gold and handed rust in return
For your life and sacrifice
Did your job, now rust and die
To be a man with nowhere to stand (Where to stand)
Old tech with your dick left in your hand
You built the world, but can't share it (Can't share it)
I'm sorry, son, we're not the ones to inherit
Old souls
Not royalty
I want nothing, solitude will prove
I won't lose
Forced to move, forced to choose
Beyond bygones, my legs walk on
(Land of the hurt)
The world I see but know I could never be
(Defined by, designed by)
But when my eyes shut I know who I am (I know who I am)
Hit the switch
Sacred right, sacred curse
(Low tech)
Who of us expected dust?
Promised gold and handed rust in return
For your life and sacrifice
Did your job, now rust and die
To be a man with nowhere to stand (Where to stand)
Old tech with your dick left in your hand
You built the world, but can't share it (Can't share it)
I'm sorry, son, we're not the ones to inherit
Old souls
Not royalty
I want nothing, solitude will prove
I won't lose
Forced to move, forced to choose
Beyond bygones, my legs walk on
(Land of the hurt)
The world I see but know I could never be
(Defined by, designed by)
But when my eyes shut I know who I am (I know who I am)
Hit the switch
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