Texty: Armchair Martian. Who Wants To Play Bass. Sustated.

Are you hated, are you just thinkin'
do you even talk at all
i've been wastin', maybe hatin'
maybe forcing the fall
you've been waiting
were you even shocked to find
just what the hell i am
you don't even recognize me
i'm elated
I'll lay ears upon you all and again
lying there on my own
too fast to leave too young to die
I'll lay ears upon you all
i reckon that's all

so are you caving in
or are you rushing in
i ain't standing still
i ain't been rushing it still
i'll listen to the eyes
sing about the end
just one backtide away from it
just one backslide i know
sing about the end
'cause hell, that's all there is
just one backslide away from it
hell, that's all there is, that's all i'll find

are you placing them
where they once begin
i ain't standing still
i ain't rushing in my friends
are you satisfied
with the evil of the kind
i ain't standing still
i ain't been rushing it still
listen to the eyes
sing about the end
it's just one backtide away from it
one backslide i know
sing about the end
'cause hell, that's all there is
just one backslide away from it
hell, that's all there is, that's all i'll find