Shuck, shedding my skin Devil's at the door and I might just let him in Though I love them like a brother Me and my friends are sick of each other Little to do, a positive menial attitude An ocean house upon collapsing stilts, a breaker coming The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt, an endless nothing We're waiting at a waning precipice now There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves I believe A dawn of colors never seen, spill like tears at a memorial bench A balm for you, a tribute to a guardian angel bored to death Moral panic breeds goose-stepping, can't just stand by rubbernecking Malignant noise, solid gold men to toilet-boys An ocean house upon collapsing stilts, a breaker coming The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt, an endless nothing We're waiting at a waning precipice now There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves I believe (I said: I believe!) There's grief within my flesh and bones Cut me, watch the sorrow flow (Floating in the flood now) (Floating in the flood now) One thousand memes I sent to you, emoji reacted to (This is all we've got now) (This is all we've got now, now, now) An ocean house upon collapsing stilts, I see a breaker coming The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt into an endless nothing We're waiting at a waning precipice now There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves I believe There, but for the grace of God, we all go to hell in a handjob Undeserved last minute winner, we're into town without our dinner Mortal joy, so close to Heaven If I'm first punch, you're two to seven