Shuck, shedding my skin
Devil's at the door and I might just let him in
Though I love them like a brother
Me and my friends are sick of each other
Little to do, a positive menial attitude

An ocean house upon collapsing stilts, a breaker coming
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt, an endless nothing
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe

A dawn of colors never seen, spill like tears at a memorial bench
A balm for you, a tribute to a guardian angel bored to death
Moral panic breeds goose-stepping, can't just stand by rubbernecking
Malignant noise, solid gold men to toilet-boys

An ocean house upon collapsing stilts, a breaker coming
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt, an endless nothing
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe
(I said: I believe!)

There's grief within my flesh and bones
Cut me, watch the sorrow flow
(Floating in the flood now)
(Floating in the flood now)
One thousand memes I sent to you, emoji reacted to
(This is all we've got now)
(This is all we've got now, now, now)

An ocean house upon collapsing stilts, I see a breaker coming
The sky's a pall, our blooming bodies wilt into an endless nothing
We're waiting at a waning precipice now
There's salt in all the sugar, ants under the leaves
I believe

There, but for the grace of God, we all go to hell in a handjob
Undeserved last minute winner, we're into town without our dinner
Mortal joy, so close to Heaven
If I'm first punch, you're two to seven