It would be wrong to ask you why
Because I know what goes inside
Is only half of what comes out
Isn't that what it's about?
To remind us we're alive
To remind us we're not blind
In that big, black hole

Comfortable
Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide

I know you have a reason why
That knot is better left untied
I just went and undid mine
It takes some time
And the shadows so big
It takes the sun out of the day
And the feeling goes away
If you close the door

Comfortable
Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide
Digging the grave, I got it made

Comfortable
Digging the grave, I got it made
Let something in, or throw something out?
You left the door open wide
Digging the grave, I got it made
				

You did one thing wrong
You woke up.
It looked better before
More-more

And the stomach turns...
Say nothing without wasting a word
I know exactly what you meant
I know how piggy feels
He starves without missing a mealLook in the mirror...

Don't look at me-
I'm ugly in the morning

When the headache is gone,
The sun is not.
Forgot to turn the alarm
On-on

Doesn't matter how much you think
Or the number of hairs in the sink
I did it to myself again
I know how piggy feels
He starves without missing a meal
It's getting clearer...

Don't look at me-
I'm ugly in the morning
				

Can we begin at the end to save some time?
Dead center Point blank Together
The clock is ticking
You have no authority here
Float like a dead man down the river
And there are no streets in this city
Et cetera is my worst enemy
It's low and I know it all will go
To the big hand of the god damned
You're here
Red dot
And now you know where not to go
The middle ground is absolute zero
What can be found at absolute zero
Can we begin at the end to save some time?
Et cetera is my worst enemy
It's low and I know it all will go
To the big hand of the god damned
The big hand of the bald man
The middle ground is absolute zero
What can be found at absolute zero
A happy end is absolute zero
Nobody wins an absolute zero
Worse than nothing
Nothing... 
				

It's cold and it's
Smooth and it's
A hard shade of white
And everybody needs to lick the surface clean
But it never tastes better, never tastes better

White blooms to white and
freezes white again
Close it before something crawls in
Commit it, leave it, get away-
we always drop our good side

Being good gets you stuff
Being stuff gets you good
Good stuff gets you being
And wheelin' and dealin' and squealin'
Shit lives forever, shit lives forever

They have no legs, but chase us anyway
Wipe the shadow of your best friend
Gave birth to something we don't want to be
We drop our good side

You can't kill it

Eat is just as deep as you can fuck it
So cough it up or go down
And there's only one thing that separates
A man...

Shit lives forever

We'll retire with a turd on our lips
Under a pair of knowing eyes
I'm gonna take a few down with me
And drop my good side

You can't kill it
Take it from our drummer, "Puff"
Being good it gets you stuff