Whatever happened to us,
It found us stuck in the middle of a plan,
I'm falling off,
If Heaven would have one less friend,
It's not on me.
Whatever happened to us,
It found us stuck in the middle of a plan,
I'm falling off,
If Heaven is our only friend,
I say to beat on us,
To beat on us.
It's only to beat on us.
Off through the courts and,
Through the wild,
Through open plastic fire,
The copper road to my world,
It's the copper road of my world,
How did you ever find me,
How will you recognize me,
From where to me to my box,
It's a gathering of garbage,
One lost to me.
Garbage,
One lost to me.
Whatever happened to us,
Someone said "Stop the planning... or the plan,"
I'm falling off,
If Heaven is our only friend,
I say to beat on us,
To beat on us.
It's only to beat on us.
You can't get the eat out of death,
That spelling is fixed, sure as day on a skeleton sets,
Forever at your neck.
You can't get the eat out of death oh no that lettering set as a picture.