to this life like a death-grip
We're We're satisfied with
the mundane and keeping out of sight
But still we are young
I'll stare the angels down
keep them in the back room
Shut the door and let go
Now we stare at the grave
cold and paralyzed
Pushing daisies while we
still feel the sunshine
We are young
Slip through the marigolds and
please our damaged souls
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope,
let's make it credible
When blood is all we see,
life is impossible
Death is coming 'round
like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and the needle
is turning
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
You're just another one wandering
aimlessly until the grave
The signs of the times are upon us all
We're bleeding for tomorrow
Sucking on the mother's
dead tit of sorrow
It's alright,
we'll learn it all before we go
Snapped by the neck as we follow
Chin up, now tighten the rope
Leave it all hollow
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope,
let's make it credible
When blood is all we see,
life is impossible
Death is coming 'round
like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and
the needle is turning fast
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
No funeral
No pyre left burning
This body is dust in the wind
that's hurling past
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
This place is holding me
Jump through the rope,
let's make it credible
When blood is all we see, life
is impossible
Death is
coming 'round like a hurricane swirling
We're on the clock and
the needle is turning fast
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out
No funeral
No pyre left burning
This body is dust in the wind
that's hurling past
The misery is killing me slowly
Give me a spine to work it out