Lyrics

Is there anything right worth saving In old bits of feeble and gray? The oil-covered fish are buildings with bombs and decay I've got hand full of screws and remains The other one is cut and stained From holding on while it all slips away I don't wanna go If I stay we'll fall to pieces Let's do it again, do it all again I'm banking on the fact that you won't give a fuck and you'll fall back asleep As the days go by... I don't want a new face so I can smile and become part of the problem now We got rhyme and reason to riot But we're all too fat to buy it So it's all endured in the hope that something occurs So now what? Child keep your head down Just give up Don't make a sound