I don't have all the answers
I always tell em
In a permanent state of antebellum
Silent space of land where hell meets heaven
Nothing grows and nothing prospers people leave and we forget em
They were dark days yes
And a dark haze fell over us
Arcade of past shames and they chauffeur us
From one to the next one
Nothing to show for us
In all our existences the winnings never go to us
No
The winnings never go to us
They walk on like an army now
Dusty bones
It's hurting how? Nobody's known
Flash a smile of blackened gum
What you think you will become
You will become
In a concrete prison
God's television
Numb the mind to crave division
In idol eyes lies blind religion
But your idol lies you're not forgiven
Bad decision
Got a stench to wash
Your earth is worthless hurt, endless grot
It's time to rot
Body shakes and rocks
Now you're breaking down but so fucking what
And if I say it myself it was a sight to see
So if I'm my God then I will die for me