Let’s Not Keep In Touch

[Verse 1]

It’s time to start, old sweetheart, get a head start

State of the art, the weak part, oops, restart

Direct me from a laundry cart, call it abstract art

As wise as we think we are, we fall apart

Gotta lie and remain honest, or outsmart

Sucking on the lower body part for the most part

Boring body part bored in court, broke its natal chart

Just buy a new artificial atrium for the heart

Depression gets distracted by the fattest cells that need to eat

Beat the street meat and make it grow obsolete

Drag the cold feet to slurp up what wе all excrete

Evеryone fucks each other in their own back seat

Depression gets distracted by the fattest cells that need to eat

Beat the street meat and make it grow obsolete

Drag the cold feet to slurp up what we all excrete

It’s time to scrape by and watch boring crap on repeat

Incomplete

Rewind and rewind 'til shit breaks apart

Wanna crawl under a dead animal’s underpart?

Cry 'til a sucker becomes a counterpart?

I’ll just figure out a way to depart

Depression gets distracted by the fattest cells that need to eat

Beat the street meat and make it grow obsolete

Drag the cold feet to slurp up what we all excrete

Everyone fucks each other in their own back seat

Depression gets distracted by the fattest cells that need to eat

Beat the street meat and make it grow obsolete

Drag the cold feet to slurp up what we all excrete

It’s time to scrape by and watch boring crap on repeat

Incomplete

Every empire gets fat and falls apart

So sorry, my dying sweetheart

I know I have no need to take part

I’ll take myself right back to the start