Willful Suspension of Disbelief

Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere It's all so plain, it's all a plan It's all so plain, almost everywhere The sky, it doesn't ever end The air just gets much thinner further up You could keep digging down and down A thousand graves down Without turning around or finding hell You find you're digging up again Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere Willful suspension of disbelief Everywhere, everywhere, everywhere, everywhere Willful suspension of disbelief