Lyrics:

the planers lost and all I need
to line my bed with handkerchiefs
to bay my fatigue to build a case
of true love lost and lives erased
to live guilt free in a foretold destiny
he found a hill where he stakes his claim
and hell build a house where hell
martyr his children

the trees wheeze out the ocean rise
hes gaining ground in his high-rise
and all proceeds from rewritten history
in fairytales that he still believes

he breathes and thrives and hes immunized
but hes paralyzed cause hes sure to die off

soon running for the middle higher ground but lower
while all the coasts are running off

cold waters boils mother earths rage
his house and family have washed away
where was his savior his promised
road he followed every rule they ever sold
he saw his world as a vapor life support
we colonize and we multiply as we
suck it dry yeah were sure to die off

live it down live it down livid
live it down