But we remember the words
Aim the mast at the ground
'Til death do we rock?
The closed circuit of stimulus
We were oh so close to the start when they finished us
We get the melodies wrong
Our orbits are collapsing upon themselves
'Til death do we rock?
We're retreating into the vogue
'Til death do we rock?
The closed circuit of stimulus
But we stand in the traffic indifferent
We're parasites, we are delicate
We're so full of shit
Where we're sucking the blood from the necks of guitars
'Til death do we rock?
You're still buying it
We're passed around, around, around
'Til death do we rock?
You keep buying it
Is winding tighter around the heart
In the way we bring each other down
Isn't big enough for the both of us
Our orbits are collapsing upon themselves
We came down, down, down
Though we try and try and try
You keep buying it
And we are uninterrupted by the majesty of it all
We're so full of shit
We're bloodless now
That runs between fashion and guilt
Aim the mast at the ground
Like the currency of the friendless roads
You're so full of shit
And sail us to the belly of the whale
Beg for the scraps of prose
That piled up behind the bar
One trick pony and the parlor
That runs between fashion and guilt
'Til death do we rock?
Is winding tighter around the heart
From that high and now we're looking for more
