| Encode the aftermath | |
| Choking on the grapes of wrath | |
| Dying is what this is for | |
| ’cause dying is the art of war | |
| Put the blade to the runner | |
| Another slip, another suicide summer | |
| In this game nothing is what it seems | |
| It’s time to let go, time to kill the dream | |
| Save yourself | |
| No one else | |
| On your own | |
| Guess I’ll see you down below | |
| See me I’m the vulture | |
| I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture | |
| Man is nothing but dirt in space | |
| Just dead smoke burning off the base | |
| All closed down so stand aside | |
| Ain’t your choice ’cause it ain’t your ride | |
| No use for those higher stakes | |
| It wasn’t meant to last ’cause it was built to break |
| Encode the aftermath | |
| Choking on the grapes of wrath | |
| Dying is what this is for | |
| ' cause dying is the art of war | |
| Put the blade to the runner | |
| Another slip, another suicide summer | |
| In this game nothing is what it seems | |
| It' s time to let go, time to kill the dream | |
| Save yourself | |
| No one else | |
| On your own | |
| Guess I' ll see you down below | |
| See me I' m the vulture | |
| I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture | |
| Man is nothing but dirt in space | |
| Just dead smoke burning off the base | |
| All closed down so stand aside | |
| Ain' t your choice ' cause it ain' t your ride | |
| No use for those higher stakes | |
| It wasn' t meant to last ' cause it was built to break |
| Encode the aftermath | |
| Choking on the grapes of wrath | |
| Dying is what this is for | |
| ' cause dying is the art of war | |
| Put the blade to the runner | |
| Another slip, another suicide summer | |
| In this game nothing is what it seems | |
| It' s time to let go, time to kill the dream | |
| Save yourself | |
| No one else | |
| On your own | |
| Guess I' ll see you down below | |
| See me I' m the vulture | |
| I drink the blood of your apocalypse culture | |
| Man is nothing but dirt in space | |
| Just dead smoke burning off the base | |
| All closed down so stand aside | |
| Ain' t your choice ' cause it ain' t your ride | |
| No use for those higher stakes | |
| It wasn' t meant to last ' cause it was built to break |