| Shut down, fall asleep |
| The more you hold the less you keep |
| Untie your concern |
| The stronger the grip the more you’ll burn |
| Board up the west side |
| It feels like it’s coming round |
| Batten down the east side |
| It feels like it’s coming |
| Feels like it’s coming down to this day |
| Don’t speak, breathe in deep |
| He’s so sycophantic I can’t understand it |
| Hold fast, this won’t last |
| His long suffering is what takes timing |
| Find your great divide |
| You might hesitate but I don’t recommend it |
| Look up, blinders on |
| Overcomplicated like the boy you are |
| Shake this simple fist |
| All you need is some excuse to blame it on |
| Board up the west side |
| It feels like it’s coming round |
| Batten down the east side |
| It feels like it’s coming |
| Feels like it’s coming down to this day |
| Don’t speak, breathe in deep |
| He’s so sycophantic I can’t understand it |
| Hold fast, this won’t last |
| His long suffering is what takes timing |
| Find your great divide |
| You might hesitate but I don’t recommend it |
| Don’t speak, breathe in deep |
| He’s so sycophantic I can’t understand it |
| Hold fast, this won’t last |
| His long suffering is what takes timing |
| Find your great divide |
| You might hesitate but I don’t recommend it |
| He’s so sycophantic I can’t understand it |
| You might hesitate but I don’t recommend it |