Never Better - Ought

Flame, shadow, many in life

The quiet eyes, deciding

Who’s coming to ground

Dead-nighted, the chain

The left hand, the wave

The right calm, the ram

The reason for life

Sorry, sorry, we won’t be around

We are never better

Sorry, sorry, for bringing you down

We are never better, yes

What do I know?

The superstition, this is what it said

Style, steel, the nodding, the deal

Double noise, the cunning

The turn, the pain

Polish, frame

The sentence to life

The quiet eyes, reminding

Of keeping it down

Sorry, sorry, we won’t be around

We are never better

Sorry, sorry, for bringing you down

We are never better, yeah

What do I know?

Come and tell me

Superstition, this is what it said

I am driving a truck filled with everything

This is the high water mark of civilization

But if you ask me, I will say it is easy

It is easy, I am writing

I am writing with a cum alphabet