Neon National Park

Neon National Park

No Trigger
(album: Canyoneer)

There´s a television on in the basement where the beasts are chained to the wall.
Theres a fistfight in the hall where the beasts all dance to
songs made from listing. There´s a backbone in a proportion,
the majority lack one, but its not about backbones
this time around. Maybe one chance, I don´t know.
I keep on counting down, I keep on getting to zero.
Dragging ourselves over the canyon.
Blank stares three thousand miles wide.
One by one we gently fall upon,
the jagged edge of history. We´re on the edge of history.
One, two, three, R.A.B.I.D. beastly invertebrates we be.
This is a problem, you know you know the same.
It took a while to connect. Swallowed, transformed, and caged.
Showcased like celebrities, or suburban families.
We have no means to save ourselves today.
Maybe one chance. I don´t know.
I keep on counting down, I keep on getting to zero.
Dragging ourselves over the canyon.
Blank stares three thousand miles wide.
One by one we gently fall upon, the jagged edge of history.
We´re on the edge of history.
We´re on the edge of...