Indie Boy

Look in, the crystal ball. what do you see?
Everything isn't just quite as it seems
All I know is that I know that I'll never know for sure
Fate is fate, but I debate, the unknown is assured

Peel me back and you will surely see
My clairvoyant seeking destiny
Cause time moves too slow
And I'm growing old
But the horizon stops eventually
So I consider possibilities
Cause I need to know
Now I must go

Bury, everything that you love
steamroll it with a layer of cement and sit and watch the grass grow
God damn my blessings, cause I'm cursed just as much as the same
And I need more then prayers and voodoo dolls just to break these chains

Cause we're all just passenger cargo
Going too, who the fuck really knows
Organized just right, until the Asteroids final blow
So do something right with your life, so the next species will know



Credits
Writer(s): Austen Bradshaw
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