The Way It Goes

The kid geniuses, they come in droves
It’s a wide-eyed kind of persistence toward no goal
An eighty proof can’t crystallize, it’s contradicting all the time
They’re building guns from silicone
They’re building guns from silicone
As I fail to see the beauty in a marigold
Practicing safe, autodidactic, you fucked up big this time
You can’t learn how to live unknown

Aimed at a sickness still
Ain’t it something the way it goes, the living will?
Ain’t it something the way it goes, the living will?
But loving still

Your heart breaks for the ugly and poor
But I fail to see the beauty at the dollar store
Safety’s always compromised
Old man, you fucked up big this time
You won’t believe who you’re dying for

Aimed at a sickness still
Ain’t it something the way it goes, the living will?
Ain’t it something? Ain’t it something?
The way it goes
The way it goes
Ain’t it something?
Ain’t it something?
The living will
Ain’t something?
Ain’t something?
To call it home
Call it home
Ain’t it something?
Ain’t it something?
The living will
Ain’t it something, the way it goes?
But loving still