Awful Lot

Explosion from the bottom of a well

Thin walls harsh winds

I tried to tap a deeper, brighter vein

But I'm back in old skin again

Pale stone

I am out of blood

Left in the chapel by a thousand other things

I could've loved but barely touched

We used to talk to God with acid on our tongues

We were divine when we were drunk

Before the world put out the fire and fed us crumbs

Chasing bended light, I went missing on the roads

That wind through the corners of your eyes

Barbarians. Guard yourself with laughter

Numb the meaning with the word

Barbarians. We tamper with a down machine

But know it cannot work

Barbarians

We had such promise until we broke our promises

Why can't it be the year two thousand?

I want to live in the year two thousand

When I was dumb enough to truly believe

Why can't it be the year two thousand?

I want to live in the year two thousand

When having nothing meant having everything

No one is taking my calls anymore

I can never get through

Acknowledge me you motherfuckers

I am cold and I'm blue

You savages. Barbarians