Sad For the Old

Grin and bear the weight of ceilings rather be in Genoese

Sleeping with the ones who aren't yet healed and don't care to be so

Riveting now like a million scars upon your torrid liver

Make me up a better story and make it up as we go along

Tinder shacks at mountains cast a path of dark like they're the devil

Here to make the colors dull and take every babe in a chokehold

We are cast across the board, random holes change our direction

To the same ends I will race you whether we are old or we're young

We're sad for the old, we're sad for the night

We're sad for the old, we're sad for the night

We're sad for the old, we're sad for the night

We're sad for the old, we're sad for the night

The world is scary now, we're turning cyclones on lathes

There's a woman waiting for me on the other side of my malaise

Don't care what goes into the bulk of your bouquet

Only care what comes out of our experiment in come what may

Lean us against the wall where we may die

Hoping for a face we know to come out of the sky

And take me out for the day with tickets for the show

The time is coming, it's getting late

This much I know, this much I know

Sad for the old, sad for the night

Sad for the old, sad for the night

Sad for the old, sad for the night

Sad for the old, sad for the night