Muscles relax as I look up at the sky
To think that some would say there’s a reason why
We populate this planet
stale cork bread full of maggots
We hang around a while, after that it’s time to die
CHORUS:
I don’t even know the reason why
We suffer, we suffer, we suffer, we suffer, we die.
I don’t think there’s nothing in the sky.
We suffer, we suffer, we suffer, we suffer, we die.
Crawl on each other try to leave some behind
These hopeless witnesses to their parents crimes
They think that they’ll get it right
Just when they think that they might
Pushed by the plunger through conclusion of time
CHORUS
I got the answers if you can take a seat
Life has no meaning there’s no souls in the meat
You find out what excites you
Don’t wait til we invite you
Trust me you’ll barely notice when the trip’s complete
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