City Of Caterpillar And You`re Wondering How A Top Floor Could Replace Heaven Lyrics

And You`re Wondering How A Top Floor Could Replace Heaven Lyrics

Waving your goodbyes with your plastic hands and century-old arctic kisses. And
not a finger lifts till it all turns to shit and you all act like you're
impressed. You slouch now even further down as you're wondering how a top floor
could replace the heaven you once saw so well. We've built it all we've made our
gods now we're locked in ourselves. Yeah! An airbag could save my life, when my
lungs collapse from methane gas of melting ice caps, if it was airtight and not
uptight. So laugh yourself red cause in the end I know you'll choke (if it was
airtight: I know you'd choke).