Everybody

I'm looking to the sky and your eyes are bent forwards
You don't even see the malice in those three words
I'll take it kindly when the giants put us to rest
With you on your knees, sinking in your grave

Connecting the cement to your muscles and blood
Where is it that a boy can just be himself? Without anybody's help?
I can't help but feel this helplessness that pushes me to drive
The scenic route at the bottom of the ocean drowns our tears as we cry

Or I'll shoot, or I'll shoot, buy these flowers or I will shoot
It's like we'll seal our fate in one little bemused kiss
Straight through, straight through, straight through the hoop
I can't believe I left the corpus luteum for this?

Everybody on their way back home
We all walk the same old path, the same dead grass
Everybody with other hearts in their pocket
We all say the same damn words, those same damn words