- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Sleeping all day, the treasury is short
I found ourselves in a novel of sorts
I've fallen out of love with a cause
It never went anywhere
And things got heated
So all our work went to shit
Displacing me
The bounds of collapse
Hit them in the head, hit them in the head, hit them in the head
Hit them in the head, hit them in the head, hit them in the head
Hit them in the head, hit them in the head, hit them in the head
Cheering along, the fable is done
Continuing breaks from everyone's guns
I've fallen out of love with a god
Because all our work went to shit
I tried moving on, but I can't see past my nose
Displacing me
Count me out and take my cut
Count me out and take my cut
You'll do it anyways
The cake's been sliced, forever cut
I've burned the bridge, done what I must
My brain is caked with mold and dust anyways
Count me out and take my cut
Count me out and take my cut
You'll do it anyways
The cake's been sliced, forever cut
I've burned the bridge, done what I must
My brain is caked with mold and dust anyways
Count me out and take my cut
Count me out and take my cut
You'll do it anyways
The cake's been sliced, forever cut
I've burned the bridge, done what I must
My brain is caked with mold and dust anyways
I don't know how to speak without metaphors
I'm not equipped for this spoken word, but there's a gun to my head
I don't have a natural cadence, and it's hard to speak pragmatically
But there's a gun to my head, and I have no other option
I quit
I quit
I quit
I quit
I quit
I quit