[00:15.74]
[00:32.36] Latch to this life like a death grip,
[00:34.24] We're satisfied
[00:36.78] With the mundane I'm keeping out of sight,
[00:39.41] But still we are young.
[00:41.53] We are young.
[00:44.11] I'll steer the angels down
[00:45.97] Keep him in the back room, shut the door.
[00:47.67] Let go.
[00:48.31] And now he's there at the grave, cold, dead paralyzed.
[00:52.57] Pushing daisies while we still feel the sunshine.
[00:55.93] We are young.
[00:57.69] We are young.
[01:00.02] Sift through the marigolds to please our damaged souls.
[01:06.25] This place is haunting me.
[01:10.95] Jump through the rope let's make it credible.
[01:15.68] When blood is all we see,
[01:19.05] Life is impossible.
[01:22.55] Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling.
[01:26.89] We're on the clock and the needle's turning.
[01:31.38] The misery's killing me slowly.
[01:36.07] Give me a spine to work it out.
[01:43.02] I'm just another one wandering endlessly on to the grave.
[01:56.21] The signs of the times are upon us.
[01:58.75] So we're pitting for tomorrow.
[02:00.87] Sucking on the mother's dead tit
[02:02.93] Of sorrow.
[02:04.20] Sorrow.
[02:05.12] It's all right.
[02:05.73]We learn it all before we go.
[02:07.34] Snapped by the neck as we swallow.
[02:08.73] Chin up.
[02:10.13] I'm tying the rope.
[02:11.49] Leaving all hollow.
[02:15.84] This place is haunting me.
[02:20.03] Jump through the rope let's make it credible.
[02:24.51] When blood is all we see,
[02:28.92] Life is impossible.
[02:31.21] Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling.
[02:35.86] We're on the clock and the needle's turning fast.
[02:41.18] The misery's killing me slowly.
[02:44.98] Give me a spine to work it out.
[02:49.41] No funeral. No pyre that's burning.
[02:53.70] This body's dust in the wind that's hurling past.
[02:58.65] The misery's killing me slowly.
[03:02.70] Give me a spine to work it out.
[03:38.04] I guess I will just leave things the way they are.
[04:00.74] This place is haunting me.
[04:05.21] Jump through the rope let's make it credible.
[04:09.99] When blood is all we see.
[04:14.23] Life is impossible.
[04:16.15] (Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling.
[04:21.14] We're on the clock and the needle's turning.
[04:26.16] The misery's killing me slowly.
[04:30.09] Give me a spine to work it out.)
[04:34.17] Death is coming 'round like a hurricane swirling.
[04:38.89] We're on the clock and the needle's turning fast.
[04:43.89] The misery's killing me slowly.
[04:47.97] Give me a spine to work it out.
[04:52.65] No funeral. No pyre that's burning.
[04:56.87] This body's dust in the wind that's hurling past.
[05:02.07] The misery's killing me slowly.
[05:06.03] Give me a spine to work it out.