World Series-Hella

World Series - Hella The sun and the moon Have burned each other out to soon So sell me some doom Because I'm the only eyes wide open in the room Undress the truth So I can have the feeling that it has been used Alone you sit Your heart bleeds quiet You seem afraid Loose lips sink ships! You have no grip Don't you know? You're gonna die die die all alone The look on your face Has been making me lose sleep for days Asleep in the haze In the middle of where everything is gray The games that we play Are gonna be the death of us someway... somehow And I've been told about How the dawning of the hour is finally here. (And) I could sing out loud If only the mighty and proud would all just disappear Did someone open an undertow? Or is this drowning feeling typical? It isn't really who you know It's how blatantly artistic you're completely hypocritical Don't you know you're gonna die die all alone? Let this fire cover your vision for disintegration is a gift (this is a supernatural pandemic)