Under the weight of a broken nose
It's not that simple
but he won't seem to notice
There must be more to this
So leave those sinker states and
Let's book a holiday
We're painting all the counties in blue
Cause we're already boring
And we're already hoarding
What else have we got left to accrue
And the ramblers will say
It's got a marvelous view
But we don't know
how many lives it took no
They'll never know what you knew
And we're so calm
But we're f**king scared f**king scared
And we're so calm
But we're f**king scared f**king scared
And we're so calm
But we're f**king scared f**king scared
And we're so calm
But we're f**king scared of people like you
Under the weight of some Sertraline
A couple Prozacs
And now I'm pumping dopamine
There must be more to this
We've got a country house now
Old dog has been put down now
It's nice to be your entry
Custom license plate
On our Audi R8
How many grocers does one countie need
And the ramblers will say
It's got a marvelous view
But the treadmill still loops
Your hedonic misuse
So come on
One and all to see the apathy
The rings of graced dead souls
that fill the tapestry
I look to all of you
and see a different f**king species
Aspiration for a different destination to me
Across the Pennines
Thin blue line and the night for The Fall
Would do something
If it wasn't also half my fault
Cause I'm so high
My brain can't even look at The Fall
And when you've reached the top
There's nowhere else to go but