Some things are better left forgotten
Or the weight of the world will crush your bones
In an ideal situation
This will all be over soon.

And I will leave this world in pieces
I will leave it to the scarab and the crows
Under seas and under soil
In a million years
Our bones will be your oil

One by one
It happens to us all
When you least expect
Your sky will tumble down
We were surprised to find
It was our time to sink or swim

And I will leave this world in pieces
I will leave it to the scarab and the crows
Under seas and under soil
In a million years
Our bones will be your oil

We're out of our death in
A sea of regrets and
I hate to say I told you so
We're out of our depth in
A sea of excess and
This is everything I hoped it would be