Lyrics:

Spaceships can't tame the jungle

And I feel like I'm giving in

We've been driving through a desert

Looking for a life to call our own



I push, I pull

The days go slow

Into a void

We filled with death

A noise that laughs

Falls off their maps

All cured of pain

And doubts in your

Little brain



Something's coming, sky is purple

Dogs are hounding to themselves

Days are changing with the weather

Like a riptide come rip us away



I push, I pull

The days go slow

Into a void

We filled with death

A noise that laughs

Falls off their maps

All cured of pain

And doubts in your

Little brain



I push, I pull

The days go slow

Into a void

We filled with death

A noise that laughs

Falls off thier maps

All cured of pain

And doubts in your