Original lyrics
ENCemeteries to get stoned in
All the bones under our feet
The ghosts living in your sheets
Made from ashes, sit concrete
Hot in the Sun
Take your tongue
Our initials'll make a mark
As sick as it all is
It's still hilarious, isn't it?
Lost and found has come around
End of circling a memory
A makeshift image for sanity
I've seen static underlines TV
Habits like that will die hard
Sstill a passenger in your car
Going nowhere, Lakeshore Drive
I only want you to survive
Not even thrive
Just survive, just survive
