What a World is This (Live)

oh, what a world oh, what a world oh, what a world D-d-d-dead in my room Oh what a world what a world we find ourselves in chasing crowds, chasing trends another day here I never asked to see pay out— pay up— pay off— pay in— make it hurt, make it end make it come ‘round again life is made of echoes a circular parade Watch as it goes marching On the edge of the blade We are chasing whispers of gossip of ghosts Hoping it’ll find us Doing better than most I’ve got a headache From the bed wake Up i’ll be dead weight Up for me i know its late But I’m in a bad state The city is causing the darkness to come but I’ve seen what I saw and I know what I’ve done I should leave now go to sleep now but i just don’t think I can be in the deep now that’s not usually the case but last night I felt like slowing the pace you wanted to talk so I stayed and I’d share if you came out tonight I’d lay it all bare all of my issues and all of my pain let’s go some where where we can’t see the rain E days are for blankets coffee and books drink too much of the broth and you’ll spoil the cook they say all dogs go to heaven but you never can tell which of the good boys is the best boy in hell Oh what a world Oh what a world Oh what a word What a world is this what a world is this that we keep grinding through drown in green paper but plastic is truth tell me your name your number, your street shatter my ribcage and kick in my teeth I’m here for the hunger I’m here for the pain I’m here to get wasted while my mind is reclaimed I scream at the silence that hides in my phone 8 billion people but no one is home see through the static the shadows, the smoke distortions, illusions am I having a stroke of genius? no one sees us just between us I really need this there’s too many people but this party is lit There’s a line for the bathroom But I’ll take what I get not a lot to be fair to be right to be wrong to be left in the night When it lasts for so long the game clock is zero can you feel it run out? don’t know what’s worse— the anger or doubt I get back on the horse to get back in the race Tie a rope to the rafters and jump into space they say all saints go to heaven but you never can guess which of the devils is dressed to impress Oh what a world Oh what a world Oh what a world What a world is this Oh what a world Oh what a world Oh what a world What a world is this what a world what a world is this Here we keep all our stuff but if you asked my opinion I’d say enough is enough The universe exploded a billion years back we’re waiting it out now tied to the tracks our heroes are bleeding our idols are blind Our clocks chewing patterns in the fabric of time I’ve wasted my life I’ve wasted my name Your love is a weapon but you need better aim meaning and money don’t rhyme but they dance wherever you end up you got there by chance there’s gold in them hills but there are monsters too there are things in the wild just as mundane as you heartache to heartache I bleed and I scream can’t speak for the others but the world is beautiful to me Oh what a world is this That we pay for Handfuls of dust and we keep making more