Howling At The Moon-The Crimea

Though we seldom get annoyed That's our choice On this bad ass earth On a scale of one to ten Let's pretend Life's a six or seven Could have sworn that i was right Over and over Tornadoes are nothing compared to the power The glory, the chaos, the nightmare recurring Howling at the moon won't make it better Idiots, animals, klutzes, buffoons Philistines, sodomites, everywhere, everywhere Howling at the moon won't make it better When i looked into her eyes I was surprised To see signs of life I'm her liver, I'm her lung I bring this message Have some fun Could have sworn that I was right Over and over Tornadoes are nothing compared to the power The glory, the chaos, the nightmare recurring Howling at the moon won't make it better Idiots, animals, klutzes, buffoons Philistines, sodomites, everywhere, everywhere Howling at the moon won't make it better Don't leave me in this world Life becoming, fast becoming Broken, choked, hideous, insipid Howling at the moon won't make it better