Land Songtext
Silver sheen lucky baptized
Smoke and wood ashes smote
You bum a cig and your thoughts die
A pity time doesn’t hope

It wasn’t real from the last time
From the last time
Fuck the pain from inside
It wasn’t real from the last time
Count your sticks and your last dimes
Dirt and snot on your nose
The platinum cane and your last try
We took the world as a joke

Memories of a fine life
A conscious soul on a rope
You dig a grave before bedtime
Eternal nap just to cope