It's getting pretty late
For hitting the brakes
If ya got a billion plus you could hop into space
I'm still stuck I'm in love with the place
Keep my eyes on it blowing up in our face
It's enough to get disgusted
But let me adjust it
So I won't bring you down
With a heavy discussion
Start it up stop it at the first interruption
Push it down and bottle it up like it was nothin
Feeling like it's falling apart
All of the ways
You know I got a wallowing heart
A stomach that aches
Standing here in awe of all you see as forgivable
Want so much of justice it's making me miserable
You're calm I'm calling all of it out and I'm impatient
My energy's nervous you worry that it's contagious
Hurting and workin just to purge the sensation
You ask me who it's serving I circle and keep pacin
Long odds false Gods
In a building by a black hole
Long odds false Gods
Maybe it'll take us back home
Long odds false Gods
In a building by a black hole
Long odds false Gods
Maybe it'll take us back home
In a sea of bullshit
Needin a Moses
Holdin on to hope
And whoever is closest
Still won't grab a rope
Till I'm seein who holds it
If the evil's on the boat
Then I'd rather be boatless
Man I kick to stay in motion
Never could float
Think the poles were better frozen
What do I know
We hit the peak I missed the solstice
On with the show
All the leaders building bunkers
While they tell us to vote
And It's a helluva joke
They stay sellin it though
Its all repellent
I fell in and stay enveloped
With well intentioned irrelevance so
Fuck the rhetoric
All the devilish cleverness
Turn the statues to sediment
Detonate it and let it end
In a building by a black hole
Maybe it'll take us back home