Lyrics

Junk
well it's just a bunch of junk
I've collected
on my journeys to the edge
long forgotten

then there's random nuts and bolts
and the busted frames
of what was
once a hopeful thing now

it's in pieces
of junk
I need to sort it out
set it aside or just
throw it away
all of these things
are just a bunch of junk

look at all this waste
money burned on "things"
don't you think it's time to quit, stop
selling shit, to me

as advertised
programmed in my mind
all of these things
bought and sold, as all
that you need

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to own a dark hole
that's wrapped in lies,
and well over priced
but that's just what you need

to be everything
that you dream
all of those days
and all of these things
are just a bunch of junk