The Brightest Blue

Raze the woods and take in the fumes
Chanting some gospel shit while fucking with tombs
You never were one to leave well enough alone
Riding hard on some fairy tale
Drowning yourself in the high tides of fantasy
Poisoning yourself with some high hopes of change
Nothing works out in the end, just wait and see.
Nothing is going to happen, the past is gonna eat you and me
The ropes holding us up are gonna fray and rip at the seams, believe me
We're going to watch time catch up and sweep us off our feet
I beg you to quit what you're doing
You've got to let go of that crown you like to wear
The brass is rusted and there hasn't been a king in years.
The jewels were stolen a long time ago.