Preservation bias

The pain's instinctual
I might be be trained but I just won't dig you up
The scale is temporal

I have the spade but I just won't dig you up

You buried yourself in acid soil, and bones dissolve

We were waiting for the stones to fall, and cities crumble
While you buried yourself in acid soil, and bones dissolve

All this time we were dreaming, and all this time we were numb
While I was digging a hole I could sleep in
Digging a hole just for fun

We were waiting for the stones to fall

All this time you're complacent, and all this time you have gained
While I was digging a hole I could sleep in
To swallow the taste of the rain

We were waiting for the stones to fall, and cities crumble
While you buried yourself in acid soil, and bones dissolve
You sought to own and have it all, but the future's gone
Because you buried yourself in acid soil, and bones dissolve