Far out of our element, Begging faulty wise men to make sense of it, My elders say "it's sad that we failed you, But now the planet's in your hands" I'm not so sure the plan, While I'm sittin' thinking... Barred out in the bonus room, Completely unconcerned with global destitute, Is this the proper man for your heirlooms? All the anwers come in masks, depending who you ask, That's exactly why I don't know Last night, I drunk texted my brother to tell him that We're both fucked But I love him Still he relates to my empty feelings inside Wrote my ex lover, forgive her for finding faith in another Still she elates my half that knows all is fine I swear I'm not afraid of the world, I'm just afraid of the bank And all this progress I don't understand Oh if I know all that's precious to me Then the rest is just cake I'm not opposed to living in my van.