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