the profit of doom is walking the beach
with a psychotic breakdown cardboard sign
everything's faked and there's nothing to teach
and there's no point in running crying
i walk through the filthy sterile wasteland
when i'm no good they'll dump me on a scrap heap to die
giant american tyrannosaur
even the animals are running away. i'm l.o.s.t. lost
i walk through the filthy sterile wasteland
when i'm no good they'll dump me on a scrap heap to die
giant american tyrannosaur
even the animals are running away