Bad things abound
We're shaking up the clouds and
Granted we're taking it
Out with our arrogance
This place is dizzy now
We're higher than the clouds and
Granted we're taking it
Out with our arrogance
We're blending up his hands
Our atmosphere is rotting
Our cold self centered core is twisted up
And granted we're taking it out with our arrogance
This place is dizzy now
We're higher than the clouds and
Granted we're taking it out with our arrogance
We're blending up his hands
Our atmosphere is rotting
Our cold self centered core is twisted up
Cold self centered core is twisted up