Wasteland Songtext
von Le Aids
Wasteland Songtext
They′re so convincing going door to door
They're selling truth pills, man, like no one has before
They′re kinda sexy with their war
They're gifting snakes and ladders more and more
They go blast fishing on the shore (Our shore!)
And let me tell you, I am in for an encore
When we'll eat shit with a straw
When we′ll suffocate at home, ten feet underground
Let′s all have some grateful thoughts for the ones
Who at least made sure we had fun before we crashed
Thank you guys!
When we'll have nowhere to hide
When the outer wilds will be two miles from our vaults
Can′t go out!
These boring trips from our past
We'll just ramble about them to our pale little ones
Story time!
It was such a joyful waste of time
Going east and west above the clouds
Sorry kids, but now you′d better hide!
When we'll eat shit with a straw
When we′ll suffocate at home, ten feet underground
Let's all have some grateful thoughts for the ones
Who at least made sure we had fun before we crashed
Thank you guys!
When we'll have nowhere to hide
When the outer wilds will be two miles from our vaults
Can′t go out!
These boring trips from our past
We′ll just ramble about them to our pale little ones
Story time!
They're selling truth pills, man, like no one has before
They′re kinda sexy with their war
They're gifting snakes and ladders more and more
They go blast fishing on the shore (Our shore!)
And let me tell you, I am in for an encore
When we'll eat shit with a straw
When we′ll suffocate at home, ten feet underground
Let′s all have some grateful thoughts for the ones
Who at least made sure we had fun before we crashed
Thank you guys!
When we'll have nowhere to hide
When the outer wilds will be two miles from our vaults
Can′t go out!
These boring trips from our past
We'll just ramble about them to our pale little ones
Story time!
It was such a joyful waste of time
Going east and west above the clouds
Sorry kids, but now you′d better hide!
When we'll eat shit with a straw
When we′ll suffocate at home, ten feet underground
Let's all have some grateful thoughts for the ones
Who at least made sure we had fun before we crashed
Thank you guys!
When we'll have nowhere to hide
When the outer wilds will be two miles from our vaults
Can′t go out!
These boring trips from our past
We′ll just ramble about them to our pale little ones
Story time!
Writer(s): Emilien Villeroy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com