The End of Everything

take this down!

these are the fleeting moments

the times too often pass us by

hear me now!

these fortunes we seek

will soon be the end of everything

follow me down

the wading water

waits for worse than you

skip this town!

the only good things here

have long since said goodbye

let this moment bring you to your knees

let it leave you crying for joy 

and pleading for it to never stop

if there's pleasure in my pain

you are my enemy, my whole identity

you are a reoccurring stain

imagined enemy, you are inside of me

take this down!

these are the fleeting moments

the times too often pass us by

we are the founding fathers

we are the bastard sons

we are the hopeless dreamers

shooting for the sun

skip this town!

the only good things here

have long since said goodbye

if there's pleasure in my pain

you are my enemy, my whole identity

you are a reoccurring stain

imagined enemy, you are inside of me

blistered, broken, and bruised

you are my enemy, you are inside of me

filled with nothing but the truth

imagined enemy, my whole identity

we are the founding fathers

we are the bastard sons

we are the hopeless dreamers

shooting for the sun

we are the founding fathers

we are the bastard sons

we are the dreaded dreamers

who know what you've become