Lyrics

I'm stuck inside the center of the sprawl An empty endless void of laundromats and mini malls The poking and the prodding of anyone at all That seems most likely to be straying from the call Of violence and virtue Of Ignorance as gall The values of the valley ain't the values of us all I'm so sick of space (x3) These days They think they know what happens when you die I hope they're not socked I hope they're not surprised If it looks a lot like this an endlеss glow of retail signs More fast food options bigger sizеd and better priced I'm waiting for the day that bulldozers are praised and worshipped like the gods in coliseums I'm so sick of space (x3) These days