Why drink a beer if the bottle's got a bottom?
Pretty soon everyone will leave
a nice exterior, the insides rotten
I can't trust what I once believed
now I'm fucked, twitching crucified
nothings changed, we all feel the same
this empty feelings to which I'm tied
I saw my own funeral and nobody came
Nobody laughs anymore, Nothings changed,
we've seen it before
nobody smiles anymore, we try and try but
we're still bored
You told me we could make it through this
trick yourselves into plans of hope
the sea of time in which we wade
jealous of purity I see in their eyes
the same clear vision torn from my heart
like a dying man wiping off the flies
I feel it, I need it but there's no hope

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