Hysteria
We are born and die in isolation
Gripping onto the cord of desperation
With the need to grow so we get bigger
Then we get thrown into the river
Radio towers broadcasting nothing
To the deaf, blind, and dumb who pray for something
We're all going to die from the starvation
But first we crawl into the basement
What's the purpose of this fight?
Look to the sky, no hope inside
Finding ways to waste our time
Existing in the world, barely alive
We are born and die in isolation
Turning ourselves numb with medication
With the need to grow so we get bigger
But we get thrown into the river, oh
What's the purpose of this fight?
Look to the sky, no hope inside
Finding ways to waste our time
Existing in the world, barely alive
Affected by the strength of malice
Watch it burn, watch it turn
The taste of mad is growing near
It's in my head, in your head
Here comes the wreckage
Time to claim all of what's left
Here comes the wreckage
Better hide under your beds
Here comes the wreckage
Time to claim all of what's left
Here comes the wreckage
Better hide under your beds
What's the purpose of this fight?
Look to the sky, no hope inside
Finding ways to waste our time
Existing in the world, barely alive
Gripping onto the cord of desperation
With the need to grow so we get bigger
Then we get thrown into the river
Radio towers broadcasting nothing
To the deaf, blind, and dumb who pray for something
We're all going to die from the starvation
But first we crawl into the basement
What's the purpose of this fight?
Look to the sky, no hope inside
Finding ways to waste our time
Existing in the world, barely alive
We are born and die in isolation
Turning ourselves numb with medication
With the need to grow so we get bigger
But we get thrown into the river, oh
What's the purpose of this fight?
Look to the sky, no hope inside
Finding ways to waste our time
Existing in the world, barely alive
Affected by the strength of malice
Watch it burn, watch it turn
The taste of mad is growing near
It's in my head, in your head
Here comes the wreckage
Time to claim all of what's left
Here comes the wreckage
Better hide under your beds
Here comes the wreckage
Time to claim all of what's left
Here comes the wreckage
Better hide under your beds
What's the purpose of this fight?
Look to the sky, no hope inside
Finding ways to waste our time
Existing in the world, barely alive
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