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 2 fade the classic case
I took a piss on 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?
if the world turns back around, will it notice us trying to burn down the last tree on the lot of the last drug mart?
make me honest give me solace get me over the motions inspire the next way to go money plays us it recruits everybody
join them join them we'll beat them ourselves
in the end did it get to you? in the end did it wear on your heart? in the end did it get to you?
when the son of god is coming, drop the rake and start running get mad stand defiant to the mission and the way that it was given get mad, you son of a bitch
tell me why you did it tell me why you did it tell me why you did it tell me why you did it
in the end did it get to your heart? I know how it feels when everything falls apart in the end.
in the end did it get to your heart? I know how it feels when everything falls apart in the end.
in the end did it get to your heart? I know how it feels when everything falls apart in the end.
get mad, you son of a bitch
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