We're running out of time Running out of steam Running out of dreams The American way Running out of space Run to outer space Jet fuel on a Tesla rocket Musk: a stench I cover up I smell a cover up An undercover cop Who's about to die His name is Captain Obvious I'll tell you how it is When I'm looking in Staring at the Sun As the cataract Burns, life is heating up The world is getting hot It'll never stop The American curse I guess it could be worse I'll write another verse I'll tell you all the things That you already know My name is Captain Obvious I don't do anything While I do everything The canary sings In the coal mine My mind is blowing up "I don't give a fuck" My mind is full of lust I'm a horny toad I wanna shoot my load I wanna stick it in I hope you get my point It's a matter of fact Time! Time! Time is running out Yeah, our time is up Time! Time! I don't need to tell you, do I? Everything is fucked! Time! Time! You already know Yeah, it's heating up Time! Time! We're always out of time And there's no space to speak at all!

You've got Stalin running your away with your future A bullet-proof train that's racing by A million people heading to Gulags Where they can all work to death All his famous friends are fading from photos Echoes of the memories we've erased A race war hidden in the shadows That you'll never read about You've got famine rampant in your ranks Deliberately arranged by your self-crowned king All the poor and needy on a long bread line Being pushed into the next book burning But that's not real Communism! No! That's not real Communism! No! Mao, Mao, oh wow, watch the bullets go pow When the rice runs out you can have a cow Where's the beef on the streets in these iron sheets You just cover up murder, you just press delete Where's my mother? Where's my father? Where the Falun gone? Are they hidden in the jungle like the Viet Cong? You can rearrange the Bible just to sing your song If you're right by definition then you're never wrong You've got people vanishing from your streets You've got big black vans and mysterious heats Pile up, pile in, violin strings sing Olympian overcoat overlord overload That's not real Communism! No! That's not real Communism! No! That's not real Communism! No! That's not real Communism! No!

It's a shock to the system It's a truth that you must face The person you knew is gone So much for tribute songs They can never be replaced It's a black day on your calendar How many moons since the last one? Was it weeks or maybe years? You'll be engaged with all your fears till funeral bells eclipse the Sun It's another sudden death It's another sudden death Another sudden death It's another sudden death It's a natural occurrence Coming at high frequency You're trying to tune it out But your dials stuck in place It's all that you can see It goes out with your ego With your complacency With their brain against the wall You'll be picking up the pieces for the next couple of weeks It's another sudden death It's another sudden death Another sudden death It's another sudden death Weighing on your conscience

I was Beside myself with joy And when you ran away Three long years ago I felt my heart destroyed And now I'm too close for comfort Clinging to what sticks Oh, and it never does So why continue Chasing what will never be for me? And I still live my life alone And I still live my life alone And I flirt With all the girls I meet And it always seems so fleeting Fleeing from yourself You hold me at an arm's length We never get too close So, is this really love Or just convenience? The nearest soul that was in reach for you? I hold myself together at night I hold myself together at night I run To whatever heart seems near I'll take my beatings In fractured union Joined by broken bones And I'll hide my desperation My tired sullen eyes Oh, men never cry And I'm trying to impress you My only fear is that I'll die alone And so far, well that seems to be truth And so far, well that seems to be truth Hey!

It's not worth it Is it Really now? I would rather play guitar Than ever play With you again Fingering positions And the utmost pleasure Of a song that's sung In unison with friends I am always finding New chords to play Even if they are actually Always the same. I am forever in The position of Pushing fingers onto strings And I Am never wanting Of anything More than this And that's everything. I just love this more than I ever really loved you. I just love this more than I ever really loved you. When I'm playing with myself I find myself In ways you never could Find me. I can pluck on these strings In ways you never could. At least not quite in The right way. You pluck and Twist and turn and you BREAK and you Twist and turn and it always spirals down Into something ugly And discordant Something I would never wanna play Ahhhh-AHHHHHH I'm Playing all the lines Making up the words I can never find the right Ones to say to you. And this is how I always wanna spend my time. And this is how I'll always wanna spend my time. I have a natural Talent for expressing my opinions In the form of Chorus and a verse And in some universe You actually appreciate The things that I can do With a simple melody. And I can never find The right way to express My feelings to a Wretched being such as you. And in the strangest way I don't really care. I don't really care! I'm playing my guitar. And that's all I really need. And that's all I really need. And that's all I really need.

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