God I can walk on water But I'm a liar just like god You can defend your tales of eden Weight of life is finally gone
I don't like the hype I sink on land Can barely stand The sins of natural things in life We're made to think aren't in our hands
Fuck My mind is a like a picket sign that soon will be replaced Your tradition is just a vision from these wastes of this fucking race Happiness and hate is just another dead lie Nine to fives with neck ties. Broken signs, no free rides
Any brain can hide but few can stand Cash wars in the street take flight over land And the world's gonna sink because we're caught up in the bucks Picket signs on the street. Waiting lines that fuck us
Any promises can stray. Nightmares in your brain
Just comb your hair, then shine your shoes while soaking in the morning news
Any brain can hide but few can stand No picket signs. I sink on land Shut off your mind Destroy your ties Hang up and fuck your nine to fives
