Heaven is a mountain
If hell is just a hill
I'm here for answers
I'm here to kill or be killed
What's this you say?
I'm in a valley?
What good is this to me?
I'm climbing, getting tired
I've stopped to rest beneath a tree
So, yes might settle for less
And build a castle on this hill
If it doesn't make me stronger
Then it's bound to make me ill
Settle for less
I'll never ask for more
And I'll never be the best
I'll settle for less
Incompetent excuses
Call me lazy if you wish
The Cynic and The Sunrise
The product of someone else's eyes
I'm free to do whatever I want and so are you
So are you
Revisions and sadists and crud in your head
I've come clean, I'm Godspeed, and I'd rather be dead
Don't surrender, don't decay, don't be shun from the day
Can you feel it? It's real
It can blow you away
F*ck your dreams
F*ck your fortune
F*ck the sparkle in her eye
F*ck your "feelings inside"
F*ck all four stable lives
Do I pray for this sentiment?
Is this not what won't hit me?
My prayers do have answers and they're all 50/50
I'll settle for less
I'll never ask for more
And I'll never be the best
I'll settle for less
Incompetent excuses
Call me crazy if you wish
The Cynic and The Sunrise
The product of someone else's eyes
The Cynic rides west
He prays for salt to turn to seas
The Cynic breathes his own disease
The Sun won't set if I keep riding east
The Sun won't set if I keep riding east, eh?
Wouldn't it be great if we all died and God said...