Harmonium کے بول

the air is thick the air is wasted the lamb lies down for our entertainment some mother's son crashed at the pavement his little eyes gone we're one in the same man now you know you never waste it now you know you're wasted i hear your voice, there's no emotion did something die you're not even responsive when we were young we'd bottle water collect reptile bones, commence the slaughter now you know you never waste it now you know you're wasted all your dreams thrown in the trash you were born into war you were taught not to ask for every single possibility moving shadows in the dark deciding fates over cocktail lunch every single possibility we better bust them out you better bust them out heart attacks won't get us down our rifle butts pressed in the ground our brains are lost, our skulls are found we're kicking up the dust above them