Lyrics: Kreyp-Hang-er

Sometimes you know of what cannot be
where the grass is perfect shades of green
and there’s zero mention of a calamity
there’s just sunny myths full of sympathy

The cover has been blown
The identity’s compromised
That cheerful fake facade
Crumbles to fucking dust
Breathe in the smoke
The rubble’s still ablaze

I’m not an optimist (I’m not an optimist)
Everything turns to shit (Everything turns to shit)
I’m not a nihilist (I’m not a nihilist)
I believe in the worst

Now everyone shows concern
About what they think is life
Flashing those pearly whites
In an effort to repress
Give me reality
Or show me to the door

I’m not an optimist (I’m not an optimist)
Everything turns to shit (Everything turns to shit)
I’m not a nihilist (I’m not a nihilist)
Believe me when I-

slit the throat of my lady luck
and I see my choices just come pouring out
It’s the taste I love but it’s bittersweet
cause the lust I know, yea, is for hostility