Space ships can't tame the jungle
And I feel like I'm giving in
We've been drivin' through a desert
Looking for a life to call our own

I push, I pull
The days go slow into a void we filled with death
And noise that laughs, falls off their maps
All cured of pain and doubts in your little brain
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Something's coming, sky is purple
Dogs are howling to themselves
Days are changing with the weather
Like a rip tide could rip us away

I push, I pull
The days go slow into a void we filled with death
And noise that laughs, falls off their maps
All cured of pain and doubts in your little brain

I push, I pull
The days go slow into a void we filled with death
And noise that laughs, falls off their maps
All cured of pain and doubts in your little brain