The Russian Futurists Follow

We rose up through the ashes of past computer crashes
We wrote a book on famous last words, disasters and hearts cast in plaster
If everyone feels like this, I'd say we've got a crisis here
We're so confused and lifeless, it might just be we're cold as ice is
Why you always gotta go and do that thang? Why you gotta do that thang?
We rose up through the carnage of shot up paper targets
Tore and fuelled each others' hearts with the force stars use to part the darkness
The shortest distance between two points is us
Though we seem lost in black and white like these dreams
We woke up choked up, that's when she screamed
And woke up in her sleep, I asked her and she asked me
Why you always gotta go and do that thang? Why you gotta do that thang?
We rose up like a phoenix through bricks and walls between us
I bled and fed you intra-venus and wound up wounds and left them seamless
You will be having sons soon, it's thoughts like that that consume me
And come pouring down like monsoon tears, I fear what I can't undo
I'm flying at half-mast, you must know and I must ask
Why you always gotta go and do that thang? Why you gotta do that thang?