Will you be a satanist with me? Mortgage off your soul to buy your dream Vacation home in Florida The collateral, the devil's repossessin' from me Tryin' to score some off-brand ecstasy Will you be an anarchist with me? Sleep in cars and kill the bourgeoisie At least until you find out what a fake I am Spray paint my initials on an ATM I burn my cash and smash my old TV ♪ Will you be a nihilist with me? If nothin' matters, man, that's a relief Solomon had a point when he wrote Ecclesiastes If nothing can be known, then stupidity is holy If the void becomes a bore, we'll treat ourselves to some self-belief (Oh, you know what I should do?) ♪ You wonder if you can even be seen From so far away A slow pull, a seismic drift Leanin' over the edge of the continent It's so hard to come back You hang on until it drags You under, you under You under, you under