Lyrics:

We describe the sensation as a tearing in our chests and there
is a quality in Freiburgs fathers post-war wail that reaches through the worlds worst speakers and beseeches anyone who happens by, on their way to somewhere else  clicking through the endless screens for the garbage
on the shelves, reflections of ourselves
To consider the cost of all this shit we seem to think will fill our perforated souls.
Were more hole than human being, cant wash away that stink.

13 billion years in the making: a live, unfiltered moment.
An unscripted encroachment upon the province of routine evil of all-too-human people.
So pious, so peaceful. So quick to turn on you.
Thought I was fucking outta here with two middle fingers in the air.
Then like a mile-wide meteor, he came crashing through my door.

Thats just how it goes. And everybody knows aint too much can be done.

All the avarice and greed and puny human hatreds that dare to come between two human hearts.
I try not to live in fear and Im truly grateful for every happy moment here.
Upstairs I hear her voice softly singing to him and I come undone.
Something wicked this way comes.

Thats just how it goes and everybody knows aint too much can be done