Unreal Estate

A feast for tumors, a heart of debris.
All the world keeps turning around.
All the world keeps turning on me.
Our unreal estate is a life in the red.
Cheap tracts on the dead end of time.
Broken homes full of empty beds.

So for the love of mankind
(fuck it, i'm not gonna lie)
For the love of the earth . . .
Fuck the world.

A feast for tumors, a cradle of piss.
All the world's a unanimous war
And all hell weeps for the kids.
We were a lone light in my american dream
But all this rot's been soiling my soul
And all our love's been rotting my teeth.
I love my life
I love these lies