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๐ Lyrics
I read some stranger's epitaph
Wept so hard I had to laugh
For reasons that I still can't grasp
Today
But now every day at eventide
I drink a glass of pesticide
I put metal clamps on my third eye
And pray
And I'll give you my confession, Lord
If I can be forgiven
Cause I keep waking up
Screaming on the floor
And I've come with great contrition
For these terrifying visions
'Cause I don't wanna know
The meaning anymore
And in the days before the picket lines
With pilot bread and altar wine
We'd watch the ships to pass
The time away
And in a time even earlier
When we thought those ships
They turned the earth
Well I'm starting to think that we were right
Those days
And our commanding statistician
He died of malnutrition
While planning out
The second civil war
But still they send me on fake missions
With real guns and ammunition
And I don't wanna know
The meaning anymore
Instead I grabbed my wife and children then
To hide up in hinterlands
Where everything is quietness
And gray
And in all its miracle and mystery
The awful truth's revealed to me
So I ask the grand authority
For grace
It's a kind of intuition
It's a terrible condition
That turns the world
Into a killing floor
And I'll trade this disposition
For a little land and superstition
'Cause I don't want to know
The meaning anymore
Wept so hard I had to laugh
For reasons that I still can't grasp
Today
But now every day at eventide
I drink a glass of pesticide
I put metal clamps on my third eye
And pray
And I'll give you my confession, Lord
If I can be forgiven
Cause I keep waking up
Screaming on the floor
And I've come with great contrition
For these terrifying visions
'Cause I don't wanna know
The meaning anymore
And in the days before the picket lines
With pilot bread and altar wine
We'd watch the ships to pass
The time away
And in a time even earlier
When we thought those ships
They turned the earth
Well I'm starting to think that we were right
Those days
And our commanding statistician
He died of malnutrition
While planning out
The second civil war
But still they send me on fake missions
With real guns and ammunition
And I don't wanna know
The meaning anymore
Instead I grabbed my wife and children then
To hide up in hinterlands
Where everything is quietness
And gray
And in all its miracle and mystery
The awful truth's revealed to me
So I ask the grand authority
For grace
It's a kind of intuition
It's a terrible condition
That turns the world
Into a killing floor
And I'll trade this disposition
For a little land and superstition
'Cause I don't want to know
The meaning anymore
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:19.09] I read some stranger's epitaph
[00:21.68] Wept so hard I had to laugh
[00:23.97] For reasons that I still can't grasp
[00:26.26] Today
[00:28.70] But now every day at eventide
[00:30.84] I drink a glass of pesticide
[00:32.95] I put metal clamps on my third eye
[00:35.47] And pray
[00:37.80] And I'll give you my confession, Lord
[00:40.39] If I can be forgiven
[00:42.10] Cause I keep waking up
[00:43.99] Screaming on the floor
[00:47.27] And I've come with great contrition
[00:49.34] For these terrifying visions
[00:51.70] 'Cause I don't wanna know
[00:52.99] The meaning anymore
[01:03.74] And in the days before the picket lines
[01:06.01] With pilot bread and altar wine
[01:08.37] We'd watch the ships to pass
[01:10.20] The time away
[01:12.97] And in a time even earlier
[01:15.39] When we thought those ships
[01:16.34] They turned the earth
[01:17.31] Well I'm starting to think that we were right
[01:19.61] Those days
[01:21.99] And our commanding statistician
[01:24.02] He died of malnutrition
[01:26.52] While planning out
[01:27.81] The second civil war
[01:30.93] But still they send me on fake missions
[01:33.76] With real guns and ammunition
[01:36.10] And I don't wanna know
[01:37.13] The meaning anymore
[02:01.52] Instead I grabbed my wife and children then
[02:04.06] To hide up in hinterlands
[02:06.42] Where everything is quietness
[02:08.76] And gray
[02:11.00] And in all its miracle and mystery
[02:13.69] The awful truth's revealed to me
[02:15.96] So I ask the grand authority
[02:17.99] For grace
[02:20.59] It's a kind of intuition
[02:23.15] It's a terrible condition
[02:25.44] That turns the world
[02:26.44] Into a killing floor
[02:29.75] And I'll trade this disposition
[02:32.05] For a little land and superstition
[02:34.18] 'Cause I don't want to know
[02:35.75] The meaning anymore
[02:53.32]
[00:21.68] Wept so hard I had to laugh
[00:23.97] For reasons that I still can't grasp
[00:26.26] Today
[00:28.70] But now every day at eventide
[00:30.84] I drink a glass of pesticide
[00:32.95] I put metal clamps on my third eye
[00:35.47] And pray
[00:37.80] And I'll give you my confession, Lord
[00:40.39] If I can be forgiven
[00:42.10] Cause I keep waking up
[00:43.99] Screaming on the floor
[00:47.27] And I've come with great contrition
[00:49.34] For these terrifying visions
[00:51.70] 'Cause I don't wanna know
[00:52.99] The meaning anymore
[01:03.74] And in the days before the picket lines
[01:06.01] With pilot bread and altar wine
[01:08.37] We'd watch the ships to pass
[01:10.20] The time away
[01:12.97] And in a time even earlier
[01:15.39] When we thought those ships
[01:16.34] They turned the earth
[01:17.31] Well I'm starting to think that we were right
[01:19.61] Those days
[01:21.99] And our commanding statistician
[01:24.02] He died of malnutrition
[01:26.52] While planning out
[01:27.81] The second civil war
[01:30.93] But still they send me on fake missions
[01:33.76] With real guns and ammunition
[01:36.10] And I don't wanna know
[01:37.13] The meaning anymore
[02:01.52] Instead I grabbed my wife and children then
[02:04.06] To hide up in hinterlands
[02:06.42] Where everything is quietness
[02:08.76] And gray
[02:11.00] And in all its miracle and mystery
[02:13.69] The awful truth's revealed to me
[02:15.96] So I ask the grand authority
[02:17.99] For grace
[02:20.59] It's a kind of intuition
[02:23.15] It's a terrible condition
[02:25.44] That turns the world
[02:26.44] Into a killing floor
[02:29.75] And I'll trade this disposition
[02:32.05] For a little land and superstition
[02:34.18] 'Cause I don't want to know
[02:35.75] The meaning anymore
[02:53.32]