We're like candles burning in both ends
Like divers suffering from the bends
We'll hit the surface far too fast
And keep on forgetting our past
We'll have another piece of the devil's pie
We'll drop another bomb, tell another lie
Because there's a place for us to go
When every last stone is thrown
Just tell us it wasn't our fault
Just open up the Doomsday vault
When everything's really gone south
A fistful of seeds will shut our mouths
Into the tunnel deep in the darkness
Just let us in, please let us harvest
A piece of the future for us to borrow
Open that steel door for another tomorrow
Second chances piled up on endless shelves
Let us pick up the pieces of ourselves
Did you hear about the vault?
Where hope and dreams are kept in salt
Just tell us it wasn't our fault
Just open up the Doomsday vault
When everything's really gone south
A fistful of seeds will shut our mouths