These scribbles on this page dry like raisins in the sunshine
Like unrequited days or the pain from my mum′s eyes
Dumb enough to hope and prayAnd young enough to know we're unwise
Rather question everything that act callow in a gunfight
The king is dead
The earth is flat
You thought its bad
It′s worse than that
The lies you told
You made your bed
Lie in it, lie in it, lion inside the enclosure
If I was you wouldn't get closer
If I was you I would be nice though
If I was you I would be nice though
Cos you got the people on flight mode
Never been any connection
But one day your bubble will burst
And you gotta run for the exits
Yeah run around round round world
Like KFC chickens all headless
Or refugees running for refuge
Then you'll find out where the edge is
Deck of cards it′s all aces aces
Me and them different places places
When they fall off the faces faces
Then they might know what space is
Why are force fields wrapped round like orchid vines baby
Deck of cards it′s all aces aces
Me and them different places places
When they fall off the faces faces
Then they might know what space is
In a just filled world we would all align
Is it conspiracy they conspire
As we look at screens but not higher
Like like everything but each other
Follow people over dreams yeah that's dire
I′m not inspired
I'm fucking tired
Tryna′ stay hungry while people dying
Dying of hunger their dying to live
Shining a bright light into an abyss yeah
Will it be missed there can you see this here
This area take form of a lit flare gather round
Let's find connection and love
Elections are fucked
Elected corrupt
And left enterprising incentives for everyone but us
Uh how you gonna do us like that
You slags
Try follow them chem trails back to the lab that they came from
Tryna′ work out the circumference of
Flat earth so we can go and make one
Climb up on on it then take off
Take off these rose tints
My patience though it's so thin like the ozone now I'm roasting
It′s cool though I′ll stay hoping
For this whole thing
Deck of cards it's all aces aces
Me and them different places places
When they fall off the faces faces
Then they might know what space is
Why are force fields wrapped round like orchid vines baby
Deck of cards it′s all aces aces
Me and them different places places
When they fall off the faces faces
Then they might know what space is
In a just filled world we would all align baby
