Goodtime Boys Doubt lyrics

Inescapable, undeniable

The ever looming question

What if I'm wrong? Where will I go?

Nowhere to hide from myself

Where will I go?

Infinite answers, infinite mistakes to make

The absurdity of certainty

Restless in questions with endless paths to take

Restless in questions

Am I here? Is this real?


Until the end, when there's nothing to say

Ash in the wind, a faded grey stale body in a box

Dragged through the dirt by the ticking clock

Infinite answers, infinite mistakes to make

Restless in pieces

Endless paths to the same fate

Dragged through the dirt are the minds of men

Dragged through the dirt again and again till the end

Everything ends