Wherever two are gathered, there is failure
Wherever two are gathered, there is blood lost
We're lonely, we're wasted, we're hungry, we're reckless
M81, So far away from home, it's almost like we're here
M81, So far away from home, it's almost like we're here
We spiral in riding down into our faith
Looking for a little H20-oh-oh
We spiral in dust all in our eyes
M81, You take a pretty picture of
M81, Never loved desolation so much before
M81, So far away from home