[ Featuring The Lower Octaves ]
The choices that we've made, will drive us to the grave
Collector of your past, remember nothing lasts
But now you sit and breathe, among the living dead
You try to understand,
"The things that time demands."
Overthinking everything all the time
Popping pills but never feeling fine
Pour yourself another glass of wine
Calm your mind pause and press rewind
Now that we know everything all the time
Why are we all out of our f*cking minds?
Now the time that we once had
Has seem to turn all bad
Thinking way too much
When all we need is love
The choices that we've made, will drive us to the grave
Collector of your past, remember nothing lasts
But now you sit and breathe, among the living dead
You try to understand,
"The things that time demands."
Overthinking everything all the time
Popping pills but never feeling fine
Pour yourself another glass of wine
Calm your mind pause and press rewind
Now that we know everything all the time
Why are we all out of our f*cking minds?