Stick onto the loose ends
It's what creatures of habit do
False security
Passed on, passed on, passed on
Through generations
Ignore all natural conclusions

We worship
We praise
We suck up to
The calm before the storm

Like illiterates making educated guesses
We connect the dots
'Cause the big picture is lost on us

As time hunts us down...

We worship
We praise
We suck up to
The calm before the storm

As time hunts us down...

Let's age beyond our years
Let's stalk the same old haunts
Let's drag ourselves closer

Through days plentiful
And mangled
Like roadkill

The good times are here
(They postpone the bad)