It's the same as it ever was
Nothing changed because nothing ever does
We're lost in a desert we're hungry as hell
And we can't find prey
At least we can say something
Shines on us every night
In a way we're animals
Innocent, and criminal, in a way
And we get but a lick of respect
You forget there was nothing there before
And the mess that we made won't clean itself up
It'll lay there forever
If we left an impression
I guess that's something to be proud about
In a way we're animals
Innocent, and criminal, in a way