[2x] The whole world's turnin' out Just for you, just for you, just for you The moon's burnin' out now Just for you, just for you, just for you You got the world on a string now don't you, don't you It moves to the speed of your hands Commanded at the snap of your digits You can spin it how you wanna spin it I'm just here to visit, just passin' through Maybe kick a few notes, you know? But I been tone deaf since my girl left and it shows Buildin' a fire lookin' for footprints in the snow Tap dancin' on land mines Angels lead letters and valentines The red Jettas the vendettas That tap land lines And I'm on standby And maybe it's the greatest valid aptation of our time Overworked and underpaid the way we waste our minds (right) Barely stayin' afloat in the exponential growth So we try to exi-stencil, sketch our own Still feel the hands that are wrapped around our throats We stumble home fumbling for control of the debris But it's hard to hold the weight So we wear poker faces and keep switchblades up our sleeves We are boxers fighting off the frost Choking on pride, exhausted and lost Now we survive for what it's worth Finding our way with the feeling that burnt [Repeated] Lights out [3x] We don't have time for passion anymore It's all metal poses, and plastic petal roses We don't have time