The star is cold and cruel
We don't deserve a sun
Our minds cathedral doors and boarded up
Where once were miracles
The barren last-ditch now
How better to have been more like a cow
To all the saints and scientists
With choir and comet maze
I'm happy to accept my fate
A thousand years away
The void of space is crowded
With populations gone
To never know the past would be too soon
Call this place what you want
Call it a dying sun
We left a trail of pissed-off better ones
1 | With A Gun |
2 | Cigarettes Coffee And Booze |
3 | Got You |
4 | Twilight Distillery |
5 | Days Of Wine And Booze |
6 | Original Luke |
7 | Leftover Life To Kill |
8 | All Worn Out |
9 | Emperor Of The Bathroom |