Living, a pride
Where, goin’, oh well, come inside
Bleeding, scratching my eyes
Don’t worry, has a very high price

Every side, has been wrong and right
To every side, black becomes so bright
All the time, when you think
Why am I doing this? Don’t know what it is

Every side, has been wrong and right
To every side, black becomes so bright
All the time, when you think
Why am I doing this? Don’t know what it is

I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life
I ask you to pawn my privileged soul
I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life
I ask you to pawn my privileged soul
I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life
I ask you to pawn my privileged

Just today, apathy is all mine
Say it again, say it again and I will smile
Just today, the sins beg to be made
Greed, envy, sloth inside of me

I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life
I ask you to pawn my privileged soul
I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life
I ask you to pawn my privileged soul
I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life
I ask you to pawn my privileged

Living
Living
Living