No more water in the lake No more fish in the ocean They grew wings, flew away I got a clue where they're going They want a break They want a break No more water in the lake No more fish in the ocean They grew wings, flew away I got a clue where they're going They want a break They want a break
All the lucky ones kept fucking it up Threatened our lives But it wasn't enough Didn't wanna sit down Couldn't listen to nobody So everybody went out of control
Thrashing in platinum dust Damage that can't be undone Tragic of weapons
(They want a break) Everybody went to outer space The second that the sun exploded I'm the only fool who stayed If you're reading this, I wrote it
All the lucky ones kept fucking it up Threatened our lives But it wasn't enough Didn't wanna sit down Couldn't listen to nobody So everybody went out of control
Thrashing in platinum dust Damage that can't be undone Tragic of weapons
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