Antman
by:
Red Chord
Step up, it's time to learn the hard way.
As so many lives here end, and I've fallen.
Bugs crawling up my arms. Eyes so strong.
Staring and torturing me for so long.
So tell me, about this life filled with guilt, fear, and emptiness.
With guilt, fear, and emptiness.
Ash for teeth and gums, withered skin. Trash can belief and mouth.
The search for truth begins, while you're still sleeping in.
The simple life, the simple plan, eden is laid to rest.
When this is what you stand for, this is what you get.
Is this everything you asked for?
This is all I have!
Is this everything you asked for?
This is all I am!
It's the same thing that gives us something to live for,
that gives us something to die for. Ash for teeth and gums, withered skin.
Trash can belief and mouth. This is what you owe.
The simple life, the simple plan, eden is laid to rest.
When this is what you stand for, this is what you get.
Is this everything you asked for?
This is all I have!
Is this everything you asked for?
This is all I am!
Ode to the antman, gathered here one last time.
This is what you strive for, this is what you get.
The precision of an axe as it cuts right through someone.
This is what you died for, this is what you know. You know, you know, you know, you never know.
