The Problem - Direct Hit!

We’re not so different, you know

Just one or two chromosomes slipped backward makes us bastards

Admit we’re worms in the earth, so swallow, pass out that dirt

They need us — walking on the path created by our mouths, our guts

Not once, but always

Treated like a clown, like rust cleaned up

We’re trash this time

We’re just a waste of a life — why bother even trying?

Our pupils pointed inside our skulls

Prefer just to sigh-igh away like our conversations

Sigh away from obliteration

Fly away from the radio station — it’s all just useless information

You and me’s all that we’ve got

A pair of demons, we rot in pieces

If we’re found out: ironed creases, dust swept beneath royal rug

We’ve dug ourselves deep enough

So fingers crossed it passes

Worst case it’s death, so listen: that sound out loud, that thunder

Delay is so misleading

Eyes open, no more sleeping

We’re just a waste of a life — Why bother even trying?

Our pupils pointed inside our skulls

Prefer just to sigh-igh away like our conversations

Sigh away from obliteration

Fly away from the radio station, it’s all just useless information

We’re the problem anybody’d argue

Hear the sobbing coming from the bathroom?

Clear your throat, start dabbing all your tears

You hear the sirens coming

The horizon’s dark, we’ll keep each other on the line

Say bye, we’ll sigh in the morning when the sun’s up

We’re the problem, you’ll see it if you look

Don’t hide your eyes — doesn’t matter in the darkness

We’re just a waste of a life — why bother even trying?

Our pupils pointed inside our skulls

Prefer just to sigh-igh away like our conversations

Sigh away from obliteration

Fly away from the radio station

It’s all just useless information

Just useless information

Just useless information