​church bells

Water keeps rising but they do not care
People are dying so raise the price, raise the price, raise the price, raise the price
They can't afford to be sad anymore, as billionaires don't give a shit
Roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice, roll the dice
Calculate metronome clicks on the hour
Hear the pitch slowly go down, down, down, down

And it's hard to want at all
And it's hard to need anymore
And it feels much worse to cry (cry?)
When I cannot reason a way, the turn of a key, the sound of a church bell
I...
Ohhhhh...

Cruel to the fire, we'll make it go faster
The carbon monoxide
The chemical riptide, and animal, guitar
They say it's some kind of natural disaster
But though it is natural, it's still a disaster
Pay pollution, plaster
Calculate metronome slows and then stops
Knowing it's job isn't done, done, done, done

And it's hard to want at all
And it's hard to need anymore
And it feels much worse to cry (cry?)
When I cannot reason a way, the turn of a key, sound of a church bell

Snow smile (buy another lie!), red wrinkles
Cold God (pray to take the lie!), once blood spill
Crying through
Holding your hands (almost incomplete!)

Why are we listening to people we've never met
Why are we letting them control the things that we say

(you know who I'm talking about)

Gold empress(?)
On my neck, you destress
Was it a bad place to be
A bomb is a nasty thing
[?]
People dyin' in cold sweats
But what should a person cry?
And what does a gun inspire?
With a dying sound
When you hit the ground
The earth starts to quake
And finally break

[?] to my crap apartment (my crap apartment)
I'm like a pile of dogshit (a pile of dogshit)
Cause that's what I deserve
That's what I deserve