The Deal

Anticipation, you're face-picking, pacing

Paper-chasing a fake carrot on a string

(attenuate) and you wait til the aching has faded

Until you can't feel a thing

But that's the thing

You still do

I cannot believe we're even still conscious

Self-destruction, you're hustling for nothing

Ain't it just like a vein gushing until it's fucking dry?

When you realize the deal they been cutting (ain't it crushing?)

Do you feel like they're leaving you out here to fucking die?

I do, i do, i do

Yeah we do what we got to

I cannot believe we're even still conscious

I cannot believe we're even still conscious

I cannot believe we're even still conscious

I cannot believe we're even still conscious

Born & raised & forced to behave

Subject to suffering in similar ways

I am fucking amazed we're even still conscious