graveyard's full
growlers, the
we're running out of earth
whose souls have come and went
so what's that magic number
before our precious mother
i don't want your answers
with how much we can take
everything that we create
seems to get thrown in our face
to make it easier for the race
we're running out of earth
whose souls have come and went
so what's that magic number
i don't need your answers
with how much we can take
everything that we create
seems to get thrown in our face
to make it easier for the race
we're running out of dirt
whose souls have come and went