We all must die Don't be much nice You were a dice in my sleep
I saw the mice They've been singing a song All day long, I shot them
Shot them in the head and said fuck ya
You're much more adequate In my dreams you're never late There's no ability to hate No possibility to die for president We are the pieces of the one We are the pieces of the one big world
We are the pieces of the one big world We are the pieces of the one Are the pieces of the one We are the pieces of the one Are the pieces of the one Big world, big big world
Take me by the hand We're gonna run through the masses Going nowhere Wear your heart-shaped glasses Travel nowhere
While pours the sand We're gonna run through the masses Going nowhere Wear your heart-shaped glasses Travel nowhere