It's not hard learn to love the bomb
When it ain't right above your head
Hear a cartoon falling noise increasing in pitch
Shadow's getting bigger like everywhere
There's a big red X right in front me
And I think I could make it out and the sirens say
"You'll end up in a ditch
If you don't get the hell out of there and make mommy proud"
So, the hell out of there and make mommy proud
And it said "bombs away" before I begged for it to work me to the bone
And, whatever is left of me can't not look at my phone
And satisfy a craving for deeper understanding
Why do I feel so alone?
Sometimes I wish I was in the dark
I could've bought in to the lie
Made it in some miraculous turn of events, earned 6 figures and died
I could've given you all that you're missing now
I wouldn't let the world decide whether you truly deserve happiness
Whether things are gonna be alright
So, get the hell outta there and make mommy proud
And it said "bombs away" before I begged for it to work me to the bone
And, whatever is left of me can't not look at my phone
And satisfy a craving for deeper understanding
Why do I feel so alone?
It's been 12 years since I first saw my father cry
In the absence of a clear-cut explanation or a reason why
Like some fucking force of nature
A certain recalibration of all things expendable