The Long Search for Perfect Timing

Lyrics

There's a hole in his head Where his life used to be Another stain on the wall Where there used to be impunity With meaning It's too easy And we've seen this before This tragedy porn Let's go back To sticks and stones Get me a knife This should be more fun The guns Aren't working And we know, oh, how this ends There's a hole in the ground Where her lifе used to be Another stain on thе wall But she's under the sea Let's go back To sticks and stones Get me a knife This should be more fun The guns Aren't working And we know, another shitty ending But we don't dare have this conversation 'Cause that would be dangerous This isn't the time or place for that Plenty of prayers to keep us fat I'm fresh out of philosophy I'm fresh out of conspiracy The more I see, the less I feel The more I dream The more I dare dream The more I dare dream The bigger the pill There's a hole Where his life used to be Another stain on the wall Where there used to be impunity Let's go back To sticks and stones The guns Aren't working