We're made up of the same kind of tiny sharped vessels
Oh please, oh please, just be kind, I'm not made to wrestle
The kind of carpenter eye that built the sunken tunnels
That let us sneak up behind my darling Harriet Tubman
We're like the marching band of lies that cries and asks us for more
One point, we gave up our lives for something we didn't care for
But people often have times when they don't want to go forward
It's nothing more than a line just don't give up on your morals
I wanna live up to my own reputation of more
More joy, more pain, more love for living like an asshole
Well, you'll maybe make up your mind answering, "Maybe, I guess so."
We'll make a ship out of pine sail to the California ocean
Just don't count on when it's over
It's just something you have to shoulder
Never getting up and never getting older
It's never been done before you know it
It's - aha, you're laughing sober
Two drinks done, you gain composure
Over everything done and everything forward
You push yourself 'til you're ten feet under
It's me and the sun ten minutes later
Your hangover's done, you finally made it
Oh, when it's done, when it's over
You'll never be alone, you'll never be sober
Just wake up, just pretend
You're only alone until the end
You're dressed up and you think it's best
To leave me alone just like the rest