junk in a pit

[whampsterface]

We don't need to
If no one's going to make it
Tomorrow will come
And it will bring all hell
Dirt might be gold
And we don't even care
We don't need to
If nothing is important
How important can it be
If were going to
Get totally smashed tomorrow

Nothing we do
can make any difference
In this pit of entirety
The world is the world
And that's all it'll ever be
It's time has come and
It's time is recent
But it's nothing in a
vast pit of
lots of other nothings

We don't need to
There's nothing to decide
When nothing will decide
Wheter we live or we die
and you know what's so fair?
We have no fucking clue
When we come and
where we go.

All we know is
That we think we exist
on a speck of junk
in a cold dark pit
And the things we need
will eventually
burn up everything
and everything
will discentigrate
and become one with
the rest of this darkness.