Songtext von Lives Of The Saints

Hey kid here's a shiny dime, get a new emotion. Your unslept paranoid's been working overtime And we all know what's coming next. The sky is falling, but it already was And counting the days, you're only speeding it up But you're no further ahead or further behind - just falling apart. Lives of the saints but the death of the party. Lives of the saints, be the death of you. Shiny dime, here's a shiny dime for you. Shiny dime, here's a shiny dime, and You gotta have some words in there That aren't "obsolescence", "system" or "machine" ...are you holding out on me? Lives of the saints, be the death of you