We're all stuck
In an endless spiral
Downward, with no way out
We all know
That it only stops when
We hit the ground
Turns out life just ain't all that appealing
Jesus Christ, so just stop me from feeling
We're all stuck
As enlisted soldiers
Fighting another's war
All we want
Is a curtain call
But the crowd can only call encore
Turns out we're just cattle in a slaughter
The blade grows sharper and the sun just beats down hotter
We're all worms drowning in a puddle
We're all worms crawling on for water
Throats bleed, screaming empty hymns and psalms
Searching for answers to questions we forgot
Clinging, clinging to humanity, reality
In the end finding empty palms
We're all fucked
We're all fucked
And it looks like we're all fucked
No one knows
No one knows
That's what gets me, no one knows
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