Art Box Lyrics

Lay down

Ignore the voice in your head

Forget the existential dread

It's all a rouse

And it was made up by you

And you know it

And you won't forget it

But you'll never say it

Cash out

On a future so polluted clean air is sold as art

And ability to buy increases if you're colorblind

Thank God all wardrobes come with instructions

I'm in space

Why am I so close to your face

Oh, what is space?

Please just can I

Touch your face

Lay down

Ignore the voice in your head

Forget the existential dread

It's all a rouse

And it was made up by you

And you know it

And you won't forget it

But you'll never say it

Cash out

On a future so polluted clean air is sold as art

And ability to buy increases if you're colorblind

But your wardrobe didn't come with instructions

Why lay in grass

When I could be beating your ass

Oh, get off my lawn

We're all going to Hell anyway

Why lay in grass

When I should be beating your ass

Oh, get the fuck off my lawn

We're all going to Hell anyway

Uh

I'm in space

Why am I so close to your face

Oh, what is space

Please just can I

Touch your face

Why lay in grass

When I should be beating your ass

Oh, get the fuck off my lawn

We're all going to Hell anyway