[Voiceover sample]

Best for us

Best for the cause most dear to us

Best for the good of others

And the glory of God

[Singing]

 Saddled up with sunken stains and

Things that I can't make real

You carried under thousand arrows

All signed in red

Glisten no levy twirled and traveled and greasy noticing

Can't floss it up and worlds are breaking

Eeeeehhhr... christ

Do yourself, harrowed

Hold and severed

Guess you understand

Bolster the weight

Can't roll up with a sprain

When all of them are gone

Got me some pity

For lesser prey

Strange friends can make for me

Daytime envelops our fortitude

And I can't take that away

But hold and taste

All of them made when

Cut up your vegetables

I'll hate

Hate you some more

But that won't get out alive

Trapped

Back in the city in a sort of way

Stop and go fantasy

Hold up the mouse

With seventeen buttons

Eighteen, nineteen and above

Oh, say you're ready

I'm going to show what it takes

Upon rotting air

The base little people

Are bastardized, unequal

And they won't take me away

Don't exist I--

Fuck going to stay

And fused to my door - but

Can't hear them again

Keys are chipped and dusty

The dust inbetween is rust

Fuck

I'm no good

Can peel it off

But it still stains

Like a lost, spent, quenching way

Maddening

You can walk in circles but it won't fix

Ending and charred

It opens up

Oh God I've fucked up

Dust on my glasses

Fold on the pill

Whatever I can see

I rise and tear it up, unfold the chair

And I can sit out here to breath

Walking the steps

With hands in your pockets

That doesn't mean a thing

Get off the World and

And make something of yourself... anyway