One, two, three, four
We sing, we smile
We laugh and cry
We run, we fly
We crash and die
We thank the lord
And say amen
We lie and sin
And fall again
We sing, we smile
We laugh and cry
We run, we fly
We crash and die
We thank the lord
And say amen
We lie and sin
And fall again
I'm in love with the idea of
Honorable men from days of old
Killed myself and all of my friends
In search of glory and gold
Why are we so far from heroes?
Maybe we're not meant to be
The mango tree grows when it's alone
I'm content with everything
And I hate that we're satisfied
With ash
We'll take what we like
And they won't get it back
Ashamed of every earthly comfort that we utilize
Convincing ourselves that we are perfectly alright
Flawed human beings that are rotten to the core
Cutting hands and arms and legs and simply living for the gore
Struggle burned inside our minds
It's what we both crave
We're no better than savages
We're wicked and depraved
Maybe the silence
Is worse than the violence
"The horror! The horror!"
One day we will exclaim
That's okay
When I wake up
You won't get me to stay
I'm leaving now
I'm going far away
Don't ask me where
I won't be back again
I'll say goodbye
And that will be the end
When I wake up
You won't get me to stay
I'm leaving now
I'm going far away
Don't ask me where
I won't be back again
I'll say goodbye
And that will be the end