So you're alive - not long
It gets better - no
What goes around... - not really
How did you last this long?
Lashing down the skyward lines you use to feed yourself
Liberty and lies like so much cancer meant to binge and purge
What about that second chance? - won't come
Maybe tomorrow - I don't think so
There's got to be something - get a clue
No one's alive to save you
Lashing down the skyward lines you use to feed yourself
Liberty and lies like so much cancer meant to binge and purge
And the lasting days of this life gnawing at your feet
The worms have come to claim you as one of their own