September 17th from Friend Reset by Death Punchies

i cried today
there's nothing to do in this town
what a waste
there's nothing but adults around

so toss and turn try not to make a sound

don't bring me down
there's nothing to do in this town
can't see the ground
there's nothing but ashes around

and nothing's left there's nothing to be found

going fast to nowhere
nostalgic for minimum wage
highway stars and uranium bars
the world is a beautiful place

i'm so alone
there's nothing but people around
i'm so afraid
there's nothing i wanna do now

just grab a gun and you can have your way

fawning girls with pink hair
feeling sick for minimum wage
high heeled shoes and canadian blues
we'll fly to sky island one day

holy shit you're dying
find a job earning minimum wage
shopping carts and replaceable parts
let's fly off this island one day
we'll fly to sky island one day

pain
i thank god we have no pain
i thank god we have no
suicidal tendencies
no brides to be
no sights to see

• Experimental
• Canada