Fly Fly Triceratops - We'll Get There by Plane, Train or Existential Pain

Sycophantic ants (I won't trouble your ghost)
Riding parallel elevators down into hell (I won't gnaw at your bones)
Weeks of tumbleweed (All we left was the Earth)
Artificial intelligensia (Practise being alone)

All along the road seems so calm
But I'm starting to think that we're alone
It's been days and no one's coming to our rescue
Anyone?
But it's alright to pretend it's alright

Rapturous applause
Only from the lightning that sheets the foot of your bed
Wires quietly
Vanishing transmission between the trees

All along the road seems so calm
But I'm starting to think that we're alone
It's been days and no one's coming to our rescue
Anyone?
But it's alright to pretend it's alright

Cue the regrets
I never break danced
We never got over our nervousnesses
I never called you up on that weekend
You could be here but we'd still wind up dead

Written by:
Ben George

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