Hayseed - This Or The Apocalypse

It doesn’t matter if we ever unlearn this —

It’s still looking pretty bleak

It’s still looking pretty dim

We couldn’t keep ourselves from these painful habits

And never asking for more

I can’t stop, I can’t slow down

Moving towards the end —

No faith, no trust, no hope

I can’t stop.

I can’t stop

Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall

We are the flies trapped in a moving car

Helpless while we’re searching for scraps

And we have watched you all exhaust yourselves underneath the entropy

A severed arm’s length apart

I can’t stop, I can’t slow down

Moving towards the end —

No faith, no trust, no hope

I can’t stop.

I can’t stop

Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall

Wake up, do it again

Wake up, do it again

They paved the road for us so we could break our backs

Our ambition tied the knot so we could clear our heads

I can’t stop, I can’t slow down

Moving towards the end —

No faith, no trust, no hope

I can’t stop.

I can’t stop

Just relax, I got a rope around my neck to break my fall