Tearing Up the Grass

I can barely
Remember why we
Came here at all
In the first place
Feeling stale and trite
Undeniably
The mediocracy
Takes its toll on

Enemies of the sacred line
Asleep and dreaming through a mask
You're racing to the bottom of
The hill and tearing up the grass
We're wasting all our energy
On voices in our memory
Let's drink in artificial light
And talk about our little lives

In the end
Everyone needs a
Line to cross

Fall down, fall down
Fall down, fall down
Fall down, fall down
Fall down, fall down

The placе we're looking for
Isn't on the map anymorе
But the dark is light enough
To see you moving through the debris

It makes me nervous, the universe is
Scratching at the surface without a purpose
Don't have the patience, it's counterclockwise
We better keep it under some surveillance

Fall down, fall down
Fall down, fall down
Fall down

Wherever you once were
Isn't on the map anymore
And despite the camouflage
I can see you moving through the mirage

It makes me nervous, the universe is
Scratching at the surface without a purpose
Don't have the patience, it's counterclockwise
We better keep it under some surveillance

It makes me nervous, the universe is
Scratching at the surface without a purpose
Don't have the patience, it's counterclockwise
We better keep it available for purchase

Complimenting the descent
I can hear the echo of terrible anthems
Documents of discontent
Give me something to occupy
Every second of every day
Waiting for an invitation to
A secondary location
Where everyone is waiting for
An occasion to rise to
A motivation to capitalize

Going straight for the jugular, the jugular
You're your very own executioner
And I can't find the appropriate device
To make you feel more feel alive
With motivation to rationalize
Looking on with catastrophe eyes
Looking on with catastrophe eyes