Hard to turn your back
In the aftermath
You think times got time for you
Raise your broken glass
Watch the world collapse
From the Moon
Wasted in our rooms
Cheers to the view
It's been a blast being hella cruel
Light the matches sell the tombs
Let the masses sweep the ashes
Big congrats on the killer moves
Did what you had to
Natural order
Led the animals to slaughter
Stood so still they'll build a
Statue in your honor
Coulda woulda shoulda oughta
Share the water
But you didn't want to
Could've flipped the script
With a flick of a wrist
But it is what it is
And it's only gets darker
For a wicked author
Harder in the heat
Than it is
Far from sobered up
Close to the Sun
Part of me doesn't believe your legit
Posted up
Only toastin to us
Monsters we've become
Hard to turn your back
In the aftermath
You think times got time for you
Raise your broken glass
Watch the world collapse
From the Moon
Wasted in our rooms
Cheers to the view
Interference from the roof
By the time you hear this
We'll be light-years from our roots
Tryna find our spirits
Cruising through the bottom of bottles
But the only thing that's here
Is fucking problems and fossils
By the time you get this we'll be out of time
Watch the wreckage
Let this message trickle down the spine
Gave you the world and you possessed it
Gagged and drowned the sky
Smashed it thinking all the other planets
Wouldn't mind you careless
Tilted off the axis standing by
Coulda woulda shoulda been an architect
Not a narcissist
Stop the vodka shots and the bomber jets
Before you put us in the dark again
Shoulda put the weight on your shoulder blades
Coulda led the human race towards a golden age
Not a sponsorship
Stop the rocket ships
Come to consciousness
Learn to crawl before you stall
Slip, fall, and conjure our apocalypse
Hard to turn your back
In the aftermath
You think times got time for you
Raise your broken glass
Watch the world collapse
From the Moon
Wasted in our rooms
Cheers to the view
