Nasa

Staring at the window panes
Russian roulette with some names on the phone
When I stare at your face, are you even alive?

Oh my god, you're so fucking intelligent
Don't you just love the use of Andy Warhol
We always knew that we were never the best advocates
And it's okay if I'm gray today

Holy fuck, I'm impressed
Too bad I don't have a pussy to plunge in
While I sit here and stomach this
Here's a Nobel prize, let's gamble our demise

Staring at the window panes
Russian roulette with some names on the phone
Hey you, where you from?
Nevermind, just leave me alone

I drained the wells so the town has no water
I cut the phone lines and buried the grain
I drained the blood from the fortunate ones
It's self-destruction, 'cause we're all the same

Hurry up, trade in your gold for cash
That's what everyone's saying
Don't blame me for post-economical backlash
That's what everybody's doing
Sometimes I can't believe myself
Consequence in the purest form
I've seen it coming from miles away

I'm down with brown town
I'm down with brown town

I'm down with brown town (It's only seconds away)
I'm down with brown town (It's only seconds away)
I'm down with brown town (It's only seconds away)
I'm down with brown town (It's only seconds away)



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan David Mess, Matthew James Mingus, Kurt Travis, William Swan
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