You have all of eternity to be
To be dead
Look look at all the skeletons running
On the tread, on the tread, on the tread
Another day slipped away yesterday
Hurts my head
Strange faces on the computer younger
Than my friends
Sleeping in quicksand
Soft but such a sham
Sleeping in quicksand
Please give me a hand
You have all of eternity to be
To be dead
Look yourself in the eye say it out loud
What you did
Drinking in the kitchen … again
Plotting out the future… with friends
Drive to work on the turnpike … again
Think it’s time for a brand new … regret
You have all of eternity to be
To be dead
Jump high above the palm trees while the globe
Keeps spinning
Sleeping in quicksand
Soft but such a sham
Sleeping in quicksand
Please give me a hand
Drinking in the kitchen … again
Plotting out the future… with friends
Drive to work on the turnpike … again
Think it’s time for a brand new … regret