Satanist

Will you be a satanist with me? Mortgage off your soul to buy your dream Vacation home in Florida The collateral, the devil's repossessing from me Tryin' to score some off brand ecstasy Will you be an anarchist with me? Sleep in cars and kill the bourgeoisie At least until you find out what a fake I am Spray paint my initials on an ATM I'd burn my cash and smash my old TV Will you be a nihilist with me? If nothing matters, man, that's a relief Solomon had a point when he wrote Ecclesiastes If nothing can be known, then stupidity is holy If the void becomes a bore We'll treat ourselves to some self belief (Oh, you know what I should do?) You wonder If you can even be seen from so far away A slow pull, a seismic drift Leaning over the edge of a continent It's so hard to come back You hang on until it drags you under (You under) (You under) (You under)