"Sounds Like A Pretty Brutal Murder" lyrics

Very well, the corpse is yours, do what you want to do
Alright

So far behind
We'll try, but there's no hope of catching up
So let's take our time, and weigh
All sides and all possibilities
We're here alive
There's still time to fuck that up
Before we lose our minds, we'll play
All sides to our best ability

We're making art
Out of excrement
Feel so proud
About a silly piece of shit

Unwind, get high, then greet the world
When we're done with that
Maybe then we can
Maybe then we can relax

Life can be a comedy
But I don't really get the joke
So I crack a smile, and
Fall down just for the hell of it

Things get weird
You just have to deal with it
Eat the heart
Eat every little piece of it

Unwind, get high, say, "Fuck the world"
When we're done with that
Maybe then we can
Maybe then we can relax

We can't do math
But we can handle this
There's no formula
For doin' fucked up shit
We found our path
We found our wits
We were born in dirt
But we grew out of it
But make it known
Whoa-oh-oh
We might explode
Who'll pull the plug when it comes to that?