The seams, they start to split
Submitting to an inconceivable stress
But somehow, I don't think the stitches are gonna break
Cos there's a benefit
To being down for as long as the likes of us have
You figure out the rough amount of heat you can take

And there's no telling from which way the flames will come sometimes
And bitterness can come naturally as breath once it takes stride
And that fire can stay alight
Till well after you die

Your maledictions scrawled around you while you try to rest
They confuse most, but those who understand will clutch their chests
Hang their heads and say they feel the same
But you're not sure they do

What we thought was manna
Was their chemical waste
And I get the feeling we'll be in this awful place
For far, far longer than forty days
They built their borders round the Earth and round your mind
And as much as you decolonise and deconstruct
The fence stays just as high

I know you're trying to quit
But I'll oblige if you ask for a cigarette
I get how it gets when the temperature drops
We all expected so much more from this
Than feeling burnt out by age 22
And only growing thinner by the minute
Yeah if the shoe fits why the fuck does it slip?

I can't put in but if you're racking up I'm down to join
Or come round for a pip if you're on and you feel inclined
The comedown won't be shit and we'll confirm whether we're still alive
Beneath the cheap disguise

You know salvation is a rich man's game
There's no saviour for you and me
As kids we dreamt of going to space
Cos we all crave what we can't reach
We paint our marks onto their architecture to wile away the hours
We etch our names onto their architecture so we won't forget what's ours
We etched our names into the architecture so we won't forget what's ours