I’ve just gotta get out of here
Nothing’s really quite clear
We’re all just floating around in space
Cause we’re so fucking tired of this place
Nothing makes sense and nothing is pure
And our doctors haven’t yet found a cure
For our sickness and our deprivation
Cause here it’s nothing but damnation
We’ve all got heavy hearts
Encasing superficial desires
That we hang above the steel plated mantle
Just so someone sees
Our father pins up his plaques
While mom runs the tracks
And this regret on their backs
Is enough to rip their slacks
We don’t make sense and our money’s for sure
Too little to get out the door
Wear our emotions on cyberspace
Cause we’re so fucking tired of this place
And I hope you saw that flaw on her face
We don’t make sense and our money’s for sure
Too little to get out the door
She is tired and he wants more
He is broken and she is poor
Left her regrets on his bedroom door
And nothing really matters anymore
We are fragile and we are bleak
Not enough emotion to get through a week
It’s wrong that we seek
And if this is home
Why are we so alone
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