We aren't here to stay
All that I see isn't finally wasted
Places to be but I know you can be commonly futuristic when you save me
I do believe that it's possibly ancient
Just a short shelf life
Celebration
We've got bruised hearts and troubled minds
Wildly destabilized, disinterested
Just a short shelf life
Is this how it's supposed to feel?
The differences start to blur
The prizes you deserve
How can I tell if it's broken now, if I'm not here to stay?