The whole kit The whole game The whole world Is fucking absurd Armed to the teeth For the next urge And there’s a hint of demise In the air We will walk these streets For only so long Until the next ones come Giving up on A holiday Enslaved by The living wage We do it All over again But what do we really want?
Our legacies Our big breaks The ripple in time That’s left in our wake It’s been the same thing Everywhere in every time
Elusive dream
Every view, every sense Every word We try to defend Puts us further out In the deep end There’s a hint of regret In the air We will haunt these feeds For only so long Until the next ones come All the lights That we gather ‘round In the cities And in the towns We do it All over again But what do we really want?
Our fantasies Our desires To be heard To live for three words It’s been the same thing Everywhere in every time
Our legacies Our big breaks The ripple in time That’s left in our wake It’s been the same thing Everywhere in every time
