Graves

Pack your rations pack a watch

Change of clothes and a facecloth

Meet me where your mother lies

We'll dig graves on both her sides

And lay ourselves inside

A thousand suns will set and rise

Our hair tangled up in hers

Fingernails beneath the dirt

Sharing all her blackened brains

Our blood running through her veins

We're leaving as we came

Our bodies are one and the same

'Cause you traded me for the lump sum

You try, but I'll never be a gentleman

You traded me for the lump sum

You try, but you only ever treat the symptoms

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

'Cause you traded me for the lump sum

You try, but I'll never be a gentleman

You traded me for the lump sum

You try, but you only ever treat the symptoms