Woe Unto Us
Have A Nice Life
They are kneeling on my back in Connecticut
And I watch for signs, but I just hurt my neck
I believe, believe, that you’re the God of Abraham
And you’ll strike me dead, but in the end, what the fuck do I care?
We can never be alone, there’s a restlessness in our bones
We can never be alone, there’s a restlessness in our bones
We can never be alone, there’s a restlessness in our bones
We can never be alone, we can never be alone
Because what if I decide?
What if I decide?
What if I decide?
So woe be unto us, woe be unto us
So woe be unto us, woe be unto us
So woe be unto us, woe be unto us
So woe be unto us, woe be unto us
