Iron Chic
Time Keeps On Slipping Into The (Cosmic) Future
The cycle goes on and onan endless circle of scaring the shit out of meas we get strung alongdragged 'til were nothing but cosmic debrisIf there's something wrongthen there's something wrong with everythingand what spurs us onwill pull us apartjust trying to find our placefight our way through a four dimensional spaceand our reward for thisis not knowing why we existif there's nothing wrongthen there's nothing wrong with anythingand what spurs us onwill pull us apartIf I can ask one thing when I am deadwould you lay me down by the river bed?let me wash awaylet it take me back from where I cameall I am and all I was is justblood and dirt and bones and mudand I'm better off that wayI'm better off that way
From Letras Mania