It's not hard learn to love the bomb When it ain't right above your head Hear a cartoon falling noise increasing in pitch Shadow's getting bigger like everywhere There's a big red X right in front me And I think I could make it out and the sirens say "You'll end up in a ditch If you don't get the hell out of there and make mommy proud" So, the hell out of there and make mommy proud And it said "bombs away" before I begged for it to work me to the bone And, whatever is left of me can't not look at my phone And satisfy a craving for deeper understanding Why do I feel so alone? Sometimes I wish I was in the dark I could've bought in to the lie Made it in some miraculous turn of events, earned 6 figures and died I could've given you all that you're missing now I wouldn't let the world decide whether you truly deserve happiness Whether things are gonna be alright So, get the hell outta there and make mommy proud And it said "bombs away" before I begged for it to work me to the bone And, whatever is left of me can't not look at my phone And satisfy a craving for deeper understanding Why do I feel so alone? It's been 12 years since I first saw my father cry In the absence of a clear-cut explanation or a reason why Like some fucking force of nature A certain recalibration of all things expendable