LYRIC

[Verse 1] All our friends
Are dead and gone
There's men in our basement wearing our clothes

Your chest won't heal
What your blood won't kill
And same for myself
When I flush my pills

[Chorus] But our fears their fears
Their children's fears

Our kids
Their kids
Their children's kids
Will see a sudden light

[Verse 2] And I can't pay our rent
Playing rooms of our friends
Yeah they speak like they're a savior
But we all die like men

Do you see em there?
Do you see their hands?
They're all living lies
All those basement men
And they stand
In the same positions
In the dark
We left

And they see nothing

[Chorus] But our fears, their fears
And their children's fears

But our kids
Their kids
And their children's kids
Will see a fucking light

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