The Sinking Planet Lyrics - Dead Soul Men - Freak Kitchen

Do you think you could bear it? 

Would you put up with the mess 

Today's kids do? 

All the shit that surround us 

How would you make love if fist-fucking was All you knew? 

Hope you will make it 

Hope you can take it 

Life ain't no picnic 

I wish I had a mental survival kit 

I'm losing it, I'm freakin' out, I'm going insane 

Drowning in a sea of guilt and pain 

Everyone's a victim on this stinking planet 

Do my best to swim on the sinking planet 

Hope you will make it 

Hope you can take it 

Life ain't no picnic... 

The information overkill 

The twisted ideals 

The expense of anxiety 

Exploit us and drug us 

Blunt us for good 

Rip us off what is left of our dignity 

I'm losing it, I'm freakin' out, I'm going insane 

Drowning in a sea of guilt and pain 

Everyone's a victim on this stinking planet 

Do my best to swim on the sinking planet 

Open up and swallow... 

Haven't we bent over long enough?