(One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight)
Those weren't chains, those were
Roses, growing in the pavement
Taken as a payment for the way
We treated Mother Nature like a gun
Day one, as a mag in it
We've been starting wars since before we had the hang of it
And I am not the one
Follow the leviathan down into the depths
At best you're a martyr, at worst you're a suicide bomber in the suburbs
Eager to kill to keep the cabinet full of all the medicine
Yup, I should've known it from the start
You always were the type to make a need out of a want
I'm not a separator by nature, what do you need from me?
What's so wrong with trying live like a human being
Instead of a cog inside a machine?
Don't you see (that's your way) to hold out (and not mine) and not mine (no, not mine)
Copy of a lie living underneath the eyelid disguised as the truth
You trust the television, but you always taste your soup
Add a little salt depending on your mood
But they say jump and you don't even check the parachute
Apparently I'm losing my mind
If that's what it takes to see the surprise on your face
The day that the sun finally dies
Then I'ma let that motherfucker fly
Apparently I'm losing my mind
Well if that's what it takes to see the surprise on your face
The day that the sun finally dies
Then I'ma let that motherfucker fly
Shift red Sun, go supernova Sun
Shift red Sun, go supernova Sun
Shift red Sun, go supernova Sun
Supernova Sun, supernova Sun
Shift red Sun, go supernova Sun
Shift red Sun, go supernova Sun
Shift red Sun, go supernova Sun
Supernova Sun, supernova Sun