What a wondrous gift you've been given
Young traveler, you'll go very far
But, it's a cruel world that you live in
Where dead bodies outnumber the stars
So, who the fuck do you think you are
Can't you find a way to not join us singing
All we know
Are the holes that we roam
All we hold
Are grudgest that I am so proud to have grown

Like dead roses blooming from my chest
Each time we fail, we promise to forget
We would lie for water
I would lie for truth
To make God smile, there's one thing we must do

Will you still dream of reaching the top
When I've already spoiled the plot
Can you taste the dirt yet
How much longer can you bear to watch the sun set

I've climbed to the pinnacle
And seen it all
Nothing original
I grew tired
Of feeling cynical
But in this life
Death is the only miracle
So, climb to the pinnacle
See it all
Nothing original
Grow tired
Of feeling cynical
And then regret

You waited for a miracle
God's the only thing that God can't stop
It's a miracle
If God envies death
Then down here I'm on top

Our heads in the dirt
Our hearts try to leave earth
Jealousy in full bloom, now
In the garden, he uses you
To fantasize about his own way out

So, if you could only be me now
You'd understand why I embrace the ground
Freedom from the sights and sounds
Down here, I know I must have made God proud

And my swan song
Is a love song

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