What a gift to live on the only planet
Where birds sing a song as the sun sets
What a gift it is - one we take for granted
That we're among the living until we're dead
What a gift to live a life of luxury
With gold inlays in our rotting teeth
What a gift it is to never go hungry
And spend our days thinking man is free
What do you give to a man who has nothing and wants for nothing at all?
How do you pitch to a well-fed mammal the worth of gems and gold
Why would they curse a man like this - to have a peaceful soul?
Take his hands and show him horrors of the world
What a gift it is to love each other
The passing hours with someone at your side
What a gift it is to have eyes for another
Or race each year and see who will be the first to die
What do you give to a man who has nothing and wants for nothing at all?
How do you pitch to a well-fed mammal the worth of gems and gold
Why would they curse a man like this - to have a peaceful soul?
Take his hands and show him horrors of the world
Ancient contradictions stand the test of time
Due to human superstition and the bottom line
I wanna start a new religion selling t-shirts and lies
Pledge to us your riches so that we may never die
What do you give to a man who has nothing and wants for nothing at all?
Saviour, saviour, give us a sign
Scorch the earth with your light from on high
Father, father, we'll follow the light
Wind nor storm will obscure our sight
Shout, Lord, shout the word all will hear
Your whispers are falling on occluded ears
Occluded ears
Occluded ears
God, what have we done?
We prepped the earth for your crowning
We’ve seen your face in the sun
So why do we feel like we’re drowning?
Burn the bush or dry out the sea
For you, My Lord, we forge catastrophe
Catastrophe
Catastrophe
God, what have we done?
We prepped the earth for your crowning
We've seen your face in the sun
So why do we feel like we’re drowning?
Hallelujah! God is dead!
Hallelujah! God is dead!
Hallelujah! God is dead!
Hallelujah! God is dead!
God, what have I done?
I prepped the earth for your crowning
I've seen your face in the sun no kill
So why do I feel like I'm drowning?
I'll lock the front door
You hide the meat from the hungry crowd
They're coming for us all
So throw the key away
And I'll swallow all of our cash
The price we pay is small
But we could have it all
While the palace falls
I can see their struggles to come
But I must reduce mine
Like the bursting of the sun
It's only a matter of time
Let's build some cages
Around the ones we know are kin
There's new life to begin
There's new life to begin
There's new life to begin
For the love of money is the root of all evil
For the love of self is the path to grief
For the love of God please someone hear me
For I love my life and I fear disease
Through the tax of Caesar is God's plan
By the roads he builds we will come home
By the sound of trumpets we'll know we're arriving
Through the word of God we're never alone
For the love of money is the path to peace
For the love of self makes giants of the weak
For the love of God please give me comfort
For I love myself but I am diseased
Through the tax of Caesar man has fallen
By the roads he built we march to hell
By the sound of demons we'll know we're arriving
Through the word of God we are compelled
He foresaw our struggles to come
On the very first day
He created a dying sun
And then he turned away
Evil took his place
Let's occupy the space
We could have it all
We should have it all
While the palace falls
You've got to let go
Of the need to protect your precious ego
Only good things last
Selfishness is a relic of the past
You're here, you're one of us
Community is built on trust
And we're here for such a short time
But what we make must always survive
There's a choice up ahead
Screaming out at you, screaming out at you
There's a voice in your head
And what is says is true, what it says is true
Go and leave if that's what you want
Legacy is a ghost that can haunt
When you're already dead
Don't let the future get inside of your head
There's a choice up ahead
Screaming out at you, screaming out at you
There's a voice in your head
And what is says is true, every word is true
Your luxury cell was just a cage
We all knew you'd break free
Someday
Like a cancer, something grows
Time to rethink all you know
Guilty folk sleep sound at night
But I can’t tell wrong from right, no
Like resentment, cancer grows
But at the end there’s nothing to show
There’s a fire behind my eyes
And it’s burning me alive
Close your eyes, step ahead and you’ll find
All the things you can’t leave behind
Open your heart, watch your head
Suffer alive or spend your whole life dead
With obsession, resentment grows
But you alone control these woes
The monkey on your back is God
And only you can take it off
So close your eyes, step ahead and you’ll find
All the things you bring to your mind
Open your mouth, watch your heart
Live your life
Dying’s the easy part
I don’t wanna talk politics
With the contestants of the suck-your-own-dick championship
I don’t wanna talk about my feelings
With the descendants of nazi psychologists
I wanna pull off of I-70, just you and me
I wanna see how this baby handles the water
I wanna know what it means to be free
Drive on the median, open up the doors
I won’t let these laws control me anymore
It might be hard to tell but as told before
Everything will stay the same
When the apocalypse hits Baltimore
I don’t wanna vote for the mayor
Who wants to fund the world’s first kid-friendly death squad
I want a house, I want insurance
Wanna undo all of my wrongs
But until then I’ll…
Drive on the median, open up the doors
I won’t let these laws control me anymore
It might be hard to tell but as told before
We’ll all be better off
When the apocalypse hits Baltimore
No more police state
No more culture war
The people will finally be safe
In the post-apocalyptic Baltimore
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
Drive on the median, open up the doors
By the time the waters rise up and take
The houses from the wealthy in Palos Verdes
The residents will have blocked all their adrenaline
And when the governor cracks down on all the unrest
Disappearing people at the weekend protest
City council will refute the comparison
And when the fires once again rip through the Palisades
The bodies will burn but the minds will feel safe
Because Los Angelites are taking their medicine
Benzos for your work day, cocktails at night
Guided meditation, now everything is fine
They feel the heat down in Houston
They moved the beach back at the Outer Banks
They’re drinking white wine in Malibu
Los Angeles is gonna see how much they can take
Los Angeles is gonna medicate
They feel the heat down in Houston
They moved the beach back at the Outer Banks
They’re drinking white wine in Malibu
Los Angeles is gonna see how much they can take
Los Angeles is gonna medicate
Los Angeles is gonna seize the day
Los Angeles is gonna look away
I’m touching myself at the Eiffel Tower
Renting out Greece for my bridal shower
Feeling my shit at the Colosseum
Shaking my tits so the back row can see ‘em
I’m buying me a beach and I’m skinny dipping
Just me and my surfboard powertripping
Because I’m totally numb
Because I’m never enough
Let’s go boys!
I’m preaching progressive politics
And cashing in the checks
I’m stealing the life energy
Of societal rejects
Because I’m totally numb
Because I’m never enough
You can take a million bucks and burn it
When you get a chill
You can pretend to give a fuck while you become
A capitalist shill
You can start a punk band that becomes your new cash crop
You can have a mental breakdown or you can never stop
Because you’re totally numb
Because you’re never enough
Because life is tough
Because you fucking suck
Never knew what I wanted
Only knew I would try
To figure out my life’s purpose
And leave my hometown behind
But xanax don’t mix with vodka
And I don’t get better with time
I fell asleep in my makeup
Next to a neon sign
Woke up locally famous
What a bittersweet ride
Invested my wealth in sapphire
But that’s the stupidest buy
Lost at Mario Party
Went to bed early and cried
Ain’t got the weight of the whole world
But just enough to make me wanna die
Peel me back, you might not like what you see
Unzip that, let me liver finally breathe
Take me back to that branch, so flowery
Oh no, I may be dumb but I ain’t weak
Came to at a gay bar
To learn I’d accidentally started a band
Playing music that wasn’t my thing
All to please a new friend
Moved to Berlin
Came back once I got robbed
Posted some videos online
Now it’s my full-time job
How does that feel?
How would you feel?
How does that feel?
Peel me back, you might not like what you see
Unzip that, let me liver finally breathe
Take me back to that branch, so flowery
Oh no, I may be dumb but I ain’t weak
Doctor, please cure me, I haven’t slept in days
I’m up in my head building cities and counting the ways I could be
Struck down from heaven if that lightswitch doesn’t flip
I know I’m the problem but I’m over it
Doctor, please prescribe me another drug
My mind’s at ease but it leaves my body numb
And I can’t cum, ooh
Even to my friends, I’m a mystery
Which is not the type of thing you should ever strive to be
When a songwriter begs “please don’t idolize me”
It’s a confession that they think it’s happening
My father screamed as he watched his dying son
Grow to be a woman who’d forgotten where she’s from
Oh father, please forgive for what I have done
God saved my soul without an ounce of Jesus’ blood
He screamed “ooh”
Every place I’m going is a place I’ve already been
Everyone I meet knows what I did
Every moment of peace comes to end
I just wanna feel like myself again, ooh
I went to 12-step meeting before I ever had a drink
I visited the psych ward before I found a shrink
The bizarre predictive patterns of my life’s reality
Now I’m talking to the angels hoping they visit me
I was cursed to feel guilty frolicking in the field
But I tell myself that madness is a power good artists wield
So I start penning a new page, prettier than the last
But the words bear resemblance to the shadow religion casts
Worship leader Joshua in his skinny jeans
Takes a look at his future and he likes what he sees
But if I told him the path to get there, he might politely decline
He’s never been the type to make up his mind
So he flips a digital coin and finally decides to run
Because you only get once chance to feel the warmth
Of a dying sun