Calling it quits. Can't believe it's come to this. Surface spreads to infinite. Dig in with with my fingertips. Cut it, hey don't cut it away, man. We might make it back again. When fire breathes water a wave of this hand takes away the permanence.
Howling cause we're part of the fray. Brought our bucket of blood. We got lost in the maze and stayed spun around for days on end. We finally wake it's throwing our heads into head spins.
Fashioned to fit. Ignorant and impotent. Scratch disaster off the list. We counted change to pay for this. Now it's flooded and it's breaking the gates, man. Bitter till the very end. Might as well make it a joke then beat it till it's good and dead.
Howling cause we're part of the fray. Brought our bucket of blood. We got lost in the maze and stayed spun around for days on end. We finally wake it's throwing our heads into head spins.
Gotta (gotta) getta (getta) little (little) light in the load. Baby won't buy it if you won't try it, don't know? Mama don't like it she says you gotta get it to go. Daddy's breaking he ain't making dough. Ray. Me.
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