Ropebound to an electric chair with a whoopee cushion on it

I USED TO HAVE ANXIETY ABOUT THE EARTH FALLING INTO THE SUN
IT KEPT ME UP LATE AT NIGHT
I FOCUSED ON IT SO MUCH
THAT I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE
WHEN THE EARTH FELL INTO THE SUN

SOMETIMES THE RIVER'S FLOODING
SOMETIMES THE FIRE'S RUSHING
SOMETIMES YOU DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE DRENCHED OR SCORCHED ALIVE

SOMETIMES RETROSPECT IS ALL THE JOY YOU’LL GET
SO SIT DOWN AND STARE AT YOUR PLATE
MISSING YOUR DAYS WHERE YOU COULD’VE MADE A NAME FOR THE PAST THAT NEVER STAYED
BUT IF IT REALLY NEEDS A TITLE THEN I GUESS THAT WE’LL ALL WRITE DOWN THAT THESE WERE THE GLORY DAYS
ROMANTICISING ROOFTOPS WHEN REALLY ALL IN TRUTH THEY’RE JUST CERAMIC SLATES

NO ONE SAW ME CRYING TO THE SUMMER WIND
AFTER SEEING YOU WERE DYING BUT IT WAS ALL JUST MAKE PRETEND
I WISH YOUR CHEST WAS HOME

SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE YOU HURT ME TOO BAD
BUT I SHOULDN’T PUT THE BLAME ON THE BLOOD OF THE COMMON MAN
IT’S JUST THE NATURE OF THEATRE

DAMNED SPOTLIGHTS WILL NEVER FIZZLE OUT
PLEASE FUCK ME SO HARD I DON’T MAKE A SOUND
WAS THIS ROPE MADE IN A SWEATSHOP?

LAST I HEARD OF HER SHE WAS STILL SHEDDING THE FUR
AND UP ON THE KITCHEN BENCH LIKE THE APPLIANCE THAT SHE WAS
I HOPE THAT LILY LIVES IN YOUR IMAGE

I KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU DID
DON’T YOU THINK THAT I’LL FORGET
SURE SHE’S GETTING VINYL PRESSED
BUT SHE’S STILL DEPRESSED
SO WHERE’S YOUR SELF RESPECT?

I HAD A TALK WITH YOUR DEEPEST IDOL
AND IT SEEMS TO ME THAT YOU CAN SLEEP AT ALL
SO WHERE’S YOUR SELF RESPECT?

IF YOU’RE LIVING WITHOUT A LIST OF PEOPLE YOU WANT DEAD
STOP WASTING AIR AND RUNNING SCARED
LEARN TO TIE A KNOT OR LEARN TO TAKE A KNOT
CAUSE EVERY DAY WE’RE RUNNING FROM GOD
AND ALL THE BLOOD YOU’VE SHED IS JUST IN RETROSPECT
FIND YOURSELF SOME HELP OR FIND YOURSELF SOME HEAD
THIS IS ALL A SYMPTOM OF A HIGHER SYSTEM
THAT TOOK OUR YOUTH AND SOLD IT BACK WITH INTEREST

IF YOU’RE LIVING WITHOUT A LIST OF PEOPLE YOU WANT DEAD
STOP WASTING AIR AND RUNNING SCARED
LEARN TO TIE A KNOT OR LEARN TO TAKE A KNOT
CAUSE EVERY DAY WE’RE RUNNING FROM GOD
AND ALL THE BLOOD YOU’VE SHED IS JUST IN RETROSPECT
FIND YOURSELF SOME HELP OR FIND YOURSELF SOME HEAD
THIS IS ALL A SYMPTOM OF A HIGHER SYSTEM
THAT TOOK OUR YOUTH AND SOLD IT BACK WITH INTEREST

SO TELL ME WHERE’S YOUR SELF RESPECT?