The Regress - Seas on The Moon, Lena Scissorhands

We did it to ourselves

Embellishing the truth

Digging our grave

Using vital tools

Yes, we did it to ourselves

Embellishing the truth

Digging our grave

Digging our graves

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Hungry, ugly vultures

Hovering above us

Invading the skies

Feeding us filthy lies

Hungry, ugly vultures

Hovering above us

Feeding us filthy lies

Wake up from this nightmare

Wake up and pray!

Hating ourselves for not being godlike!

We’re using excuses for our bad luck!

Becoming strangers to ourselves

Shadows of a life that we once had

Mlting in this deep dirt

Becoming strangers to ourselvs

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

Pray!

We did it to ourselves

Embellishing the truth

Digging our grave

Using vital tools

Yes, we did it to ourselves

Embellishing the truth

Digging our grave

Digging our graves

Slowly but surely we regress, we regress

Becoming strangers to ourselves, to ourselves

Slowly but surely we regress, we regress

Becoming strangers to ourselves

Needy, out of control!

Greedy, taking it all!

Needy, out of control!

Greedy!

Needy, out of control!

Greedy, taking it all!

Needy, out of control!

Greedy!

Hating ourselves for not being godlike!

We’re using excuses for our bad luck!

Becoming strangers to ourselves

Shadows of a life that we once had

Melting in this deep dirt

Becoming strangers to ourselves

Wake up and pray!

Bad omens are everywhere

Causing this disarray

Wake up and pray!

Needy, needy, out of control!

Greedy, greedy taking it all!

Wake up and pray!

Bad omens are everywhere

Causing this disarray

Wake up and pray!