Australia

You wake up in a dead town
You’re sleeping with the windows locked
Misguided by your own trail
You’re lost

You focused on the features
You followed every movement, stroke
You start around the center
You choke

And it goes on easily
And it falters repeatedly
But it don’t bother me you see
No it don't bother me at all

Asleep beneath the oak tree
You hear your friends scream out your name
It’s an hour past the deadline
You’re late

There’s a fault between the bloodlines
Australia starts to shake
You can pick up where you left off
You wait

And it goes on easily
And it fucks up repeatedly
But it don’t bother me you see
No it don’t bother me you see

And it goes on easily
And it fucks you repeatedly
But it don’t bother me you see
No it don't bother me at all