Текст: Biffy Clyro. Living Is A Problem Because Everything Dies.

Come on baby do you think it's good to feel
Like I'm lying here swimming in memories
I fear God because everything dies babe
Got a gun in the back of my car
A spasm of good sense is making my eye twitch
I've had enough of all your consolation

I'm drowning caught in a shit tide
Tape my face to the inside of love
Nothing to eat but fingers in the backseat
Well I've met my God and he had nothing to say to me

I pray to God that you're right before my eyes
Bathed in white light with halos in your eyes

Don't wanna waste no more time
Time's what we don't have
Everywhere I look someone dies
Wonder when it's my turn

How well do you know me?
Leave an open door, what you looking for
Babe when you come back down?
I built a time machine to escape from all the pain in the back of my car
Living's a problem because everything dies babe
Save yourself you're not too far away

(Thanks to Lauren for these lyrics)