Gravity and entropy
They have it out inside of me
88 ways to build and destroy
I dig my own grave, I carve my decoy
Oh, what should I be, in this world so self destructing?
Oh, what should I be, in this world so self constructing?
88 ways to build and destroy
I fuel my decay, I trample my joy
Oh, what should I be, in this world so self destructing?
Oh, what should I be, in this world so self constructing?
Gravity and entropy
They have it out inside of me
The hermit and the hero walk in parallel lines
One with bow and arrow, the other bowed eyes
In the house of mirrors, looking different but the same
One pendulum swings from loving to and back from disdain
88 ways to build and destroy
I dig my own grave, I carve my decoy
Oh, what should I be, in this world so self destructing?
Oh, what should I be, in this world so self constructing?
Gravity and entropy
They have it out inside of me