Wasteland Repeated

Alpine Decline


This is modernity and these are its rules
These are its problems and these are its fools
I'll be inconstant and rupture with fire, but I will deliver you across the wire and
When it tears: I'm not scared
When it wears: I'm prepared.
Then it tears, and I'm not scared
Then it fails, I'm not there
A dream of a shopping cart left in the street in a desolate wasteland is stuck on repeat

I'm coughing up blood on the ash­covered snow, but I will deliver you on down the road and When it tears: I'm not scared
And when it wears: I'm prepared
Then it tears, and I'm not scared
Then it fails, I'm not there


Autor(es): Alpine Decline