Some things are better left forgotten Or the weight of the world will crush your bones In an ideal situation This will all be over soon.
And I will leave this world in pieces I will leave it to the scarab and the crows Under seas and under soil In a million years Our bones will be your oil
One by one It happens to us all When you least expect Your sky will tumble down We were surprised to find It was our time to sink or swim
And I will leave this world in pieces I will leave it to the scarab and the crows Under seas and under soil In a million years Our bones will be your oil
We're out of our death in A sea of regrets and I hate to say I told you so We're out of our depth in A sea of excess and This is everything I hoped it would be
