Grinning At The Lid

Con the outside world
It could have been so fun
Grinning at the lid
Lips on the gun
We're self critical and hate you all
We keep inside so fuck you all

[Chorus]
Waltzing through life
Their heads fell to the ground
Waltzing through hell
Their heads fell to the ground

We were grinning at the lid
Just grin at the lid

What if our accents were different
I think I said too much
And everything's hanging in the balance
[?]
And the files, they're pissing in the wind, so fuck you all

[Chorus]
Waltzing through life
Their heads fell to the ground
Waltzing through hell
Their heads fell to the ground

We were grinning at the lid
Just grin at the lid
Just grin at the lid
Just grin at the lid

Our all granddad's clothes were [?]
Just because you moved 'round more
And what if we were accepted different
And your words don't mean more
And our strife, it's pissing in the wind
[?] it's pissing in the sea
Pissing in the sea

[Chorus]
Waltzing through life
Their heads fell to the ground
Waltzing through hell
Their heads fell to the ground

(Why do we do that?)
Grinning at the lid
Grinning at the lid (What are we doing here?)
Grinning at the lid
Grinning at the lid
Grinning at the lid