Count these days, feels like I ran a marathon More like a cigarette-athon, one three month day Six more lanes, so much concrete seems irrational I've never felt more unnatural, I watch exhaust blow I see that you're dead behind your eyes All this convenience could never fill the hole that I've dug inside Real things seem hard to find Armed to the teeth, let's kill off all the animals Be the only species not extinct and then we'll have a feast People seem so strange, it's like they've all been zombified Blurred streetlights fill my crying eyes I grew some food from the ground One thing that made sense in this world that seems so fucking upside down Washed away, this winter's reoccurring theme Of feeling lost and incomplete ♪ Another winter under my belt Strip malls have buried corn fields, alcohol is burying me Cut me off while my heart's still beating All these stupid games with their fancy names, they'll never make you free They'll make you numb, they don't mean anything