Dour Percentage - Of Montreal

We've woken up alone
No song to sing us off the edge
The speakers are blown
This planet is an orphanage
Deep abandonment issues at our core
But if not each other, there's fuck all
To really keep hustling for.

Ain't got no ride
Least not one that returns our message
Our parents aside
This planet is an orphanage
And it cheapens us
The way you and I torment each other
It's just the way we combine

Time for you to decide here on the concrete
You a winter soldier
Or just playing yourself and me too
I got your letter and it hurt me so many ways
Had no breath to respond
Boy, you let your brothers down
You inhabit your own personal ghetto
But no one's forcing you to stay there
Our circle's not so cannibalistic, baby

We've woken up alone
No song to sing us off the edge
The speakers are blown
This planet is an orphanage
Deep abandonment issues at our core
But if not each other, there's fuck all
To really keep hustling for

Ain't got no ride
Least not one that returns our message
Our parents aside
This planet is an orphanage
And it cheapens us
The way you and I torture each other
It's just the way we collide

It's time to make up your mind
Here in the cellar
Are you going to betray yourself
Or come join us up on the dais
The conspiracy that's forever unfolding in your head
It's just not real
Boy you let your people down
I murdered so much of myself here
Just to try and accommodate you
You know I saved your life
A little too hey brother

I don't resent you but I can't settle the debt
Of our serrated history
And blows I haven't got over yet

And it cheapens us
The way you and I torment each other