MAKE IT OUT ALIVE.
I don’t need no planted memories. I don’t see the forest through the trees. I don’t need imagined history. I don’t need it. I don’t need it now. Can you hear me out? I don’t need it now. We’re gonna make it out alive. I don’t need a flag or a pin. I don’t know what world you’re living in. I don’t know how to begin. I don’t need it. I don’t need it now. Can you hear me out? I don’t need it now. We’re gonna make it out alive. I don’t love, I don’t hate. I don’t know if I can relate. I don’t dream, I just wake. I don’t need it. I don’t need it now. Can you hear me out? I don’t need it now. We’re gonna make it out alive

3 GUITARS
I’m gonna fake it one more time I’m gonna bleed myself dry I’m feeling a little dead But I’m no longer in my head In my head Imagine the long night Escapin’ on a sigh Track out in sticky red Tracing a shape instead Instead All I see is misery Hear no songs or symphonies We’ve Lost our minds Come with me and take my hand while walking through burning lands We’ve lost our minds Lost our minds My achin’ insides Your roadmapped eyes Out with the pretense Painting is no defense Defense