And there's no driver at the wheel,

And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides,

And a dark wind blows.

.

The government is corrupt,

And we're all so many drugs,

With the radio on and the curtains drawn.

.

We're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine,

And the machine is bleeding to death.

.

The sun has fallen down,

And the billboards are all leering,

And the flags are all dead,

At the top of their poles.

.

It went like this:

The buildings tumbled in on themselves,

Mothers clutching babies,

Picked through the rubble,

And pulled out their hair.

.

The skyline was beautiful on fire,

All twisted metal stretching upwards,

Everything washed in a thin orange haze.

.

I said, "kiss me, you're beautiful,

These are truly the last days."

You grab my hand and we fell into it,

Like a daydream or a fever.

.

We woke up one morning,

And fell a little further down,

For sure it's the valley of death.

.

I open up my wallet,

and it's full of blood.

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