the terrible

wow this blows

what was it you said? before we jumped on this trip.

 

never mind the gray skies nor frigid air that bites your skin.

we will reach the end of this harsh trek. our new time will begin.

 

but alas. we find ourself, ice blocks in this pond.

this cold hole we lay in, dividing that bond.

 

surronded by the masses

terrible masses of sanity

with muzzles and blades pressed hard

pressed hard agasint you and me

 

you sing for the air

sing high for the land

this is the one you want

this is the badddd motherfucking man.

 

the man with the plan

with the balls to f**k s**t up

the man who runs out of nothing

love muscle and luck

 

take him away!

and you continue on

thought you could have loved me

like always i was wrong.

 

when i leave this place (b***h)

when i escape the real long road

i will pay you your cut.

pay your f*****g a*s what you are owed.