Sounds Like a Pretty Brutal Murder Songtext

von Iron Chic

So far behind
We'll try but there's no hope of catching up
So let's take our time
And weigh all sides and all possibilities
We're here alive
There's still time to fuck that up
Before we lose our minds
We'll play all sides to our best ability

Making art out of excrement
Feel so proud about a silly piece of shit
Unwind
Get high
Then greet the world
When we're done with that
Maybe then we can
Maybe then we can relax

Life can be a comedy
But I don't really get the joke
So I crack a smile and fall down
Just for the hell of it

Things get weird
You just have to deal with it
Eat the heart
Eat every little piece of it
Unwind
Get high
Say fuck the world
We're done with that
Maybe then we can
Maybe then we can relax

We can't do math
But we can handle this
There's no formula
For doing fucked up shit
We found our path
We found our wits
We were born in dirt
But we grew out of it
Make it known
We might explode
Who'll pull the plug when it comes to that?