Scared, angry thoughts surround my skull
Slickest clouds dropping down to the ocean floor
Now I can't even think straight
Twelve O eight on a perfect day
I just want to increase strength
Pushing out unwanted waves
It's gonna get much worse
Yeah, this world's no good
Time, set your clocks for an explosion
Fragile lives, keep believing anything
Yeah, they can't even think straight
Loss of hope on a perfect day
They just want to increase strength
Pushing out unwanted ways
It's gonna get much worse
Yeah, this world's no good
Yeah, this world's no good
The whole world's on fire, we're at it again
You point your finger for nothing
Steady, your floating coffins, we're at it again
You point your finger for nothing
The whole world's on fire, we're at it again
You point your finger for nothing
Steady, your floating coffins, we're at it again
You point, you point your finger

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