Lyrics

Driving faster now and her headlight slip away.
Someone pull me out; Uncle Darwin struck again.
Freedom's wishing well, but her cup ran over again.

And the pretext to watch us celebrate was a weather balloon.
And the pretext to help us suffocate was a boxcutter with a crown.

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Yeah, yeah everything'll be all right.

You never heard this song. Don't tell no one what you saw.
Because it won't be long; you know we're above the law.

And the pretext to help us suffocate was a boxcutter with a crown.

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Yeah, yeah everything'll be all right.