II.

[Verse 1: Matt]
Where is my light at the end of the tunnel?
Freight train or not, I’m ready to scuffle
No leaves on my clover, I’ll make my own luck
Glued to the secrets, help me get unstuck
Tear me apart, rip out my conscious
Wear me out, stretch me thin, make me fantastic
4 years ago, my breath remains stiff, this
Worrisome feeling my brain just can’t dismiss
Take my burden away
I can’t survive the pain

[Verse 2: Caleb]
You can feel it in the air, my pickled ambrosia
You can see it in their pores, their sunburnt inertia
Nothing has spoilеd, there’s nothing to own
The rеaper is coming to hitman them folks

[Verse 3: Caleb, Matt]
Sharpen your pitchfork (over under the gun)
Country time flavor (no morals for fun)
We’re taking over (sir, you better run)
Can I take your order? (your sins weigh a ton)

[Verse 3: Matt, Caleb]
No, I’m not impressed with your withering seedlings
Cuz we’ll all drop dead at the rate that you’re speeding
(All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they weren’t enough)
Into the sun, it’s the end, no more pleading
All of the signs, now you’re the one misreading
(All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they weren’t enough)
Aggressive words from a cardboard cutout man
Propped up to take them to your own promised land
(All of these actions I once thought were stuck
I realize now that they weren’t enough)
I can’t make sense anymore