It terrifies me, you can cause an echo a thousand times louder than I.
I actually have dreams about all the ways you could die.
I plead; your foundations crumble at your feet,
But you still somehow manage to keep armies of worms
Underneath to squish on a killing spree.
Other's lives are cheap, other's lives are cheap.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
We're better than you in every way that counts,
And we still have our souls.
We plan what we do, with two feet on the ground.
And we're still in control.
I plead; your foundations crumble at your feet,
But you still somehow manage to keep armies of worms
Underneath to squish on a killing spree.
Other's lives are cheap, other's lives are cheap.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
Feeling the words echo off the walls,
They find much more meaning in their decay,
Although they were meant to mean nothing at all
When clumsily sputtered from my drunken face.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.
You would call the blue sky red with no shame.