The End of the World

There's a corner in the wall
And it's speaking to me
It's telling me stories of how it's gonna be
This corner in the wall
Told me things are gonna fall apart
The whole Earth's gonna drip
Drip right into my skull

Taxation for mental being
And I am the sickening
On a scheme for [?]
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Beat my brain and now it's beating

Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all

This painting in the wall
Tells me things while I sleep
It gives me juices while I dream about the end of the world
This painting in the wall
Speaks to volumes to me
I think it represents peace, life
And how things are supposed to be

Taxation for mental being
And I am the sickening
On a scheme for [?]
Under conversion
Beat my brain and now it's beating

Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all

Take it all
Take every little penny out of every little pocket
Starve the youth until they're dying
Let us starve into a rocket
To the moon and we'll starve on the moon
With glitter internet and pretty little things until our doom

Take it all
Take every little penny out of every little pocket
Starve the youth until they're dying
Let us starve into a rocket
To the moon and we'll starve on the moon
With glitter internet and pretty little things until our doom

Taxation for mental being
And I am the sickening
On a scheme for [?]
Under conversion
Beat my brain and now it's beating

Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all, take it all
Take it all