kind cannibals

We like to speculate About the things that people say The sights, the sounds, the aftermath, Of watching our planet crash I tried to state the facts, But the fact was my fathers ate your scraps (We all say "relax") They'll take your table scraps, Rip you to shreds, And take that shirt off your back (I tried to state the facts, But the fact was my fathers ate your scraps) You never mattered, they bought and sold Your skin's the silver they want And your heart's the gold I like to speculate (Comin' up on the real sludge summit, Never looked back since I came back from it) I like to speculate We like to speculate About the things that people say The sights, the sounds, the aftermath, It's all bad We like to ruminate To stake out our neighbors and make them our prey And I'm tired, and I'm hungry, And I'm falling into all of these things "You'll feel it like I do Feel the way we always stay the same And they never do" You'll feel it like I do Feel the way we always say the same things I'm not sure I'm ready for you to say those things (We're comin' up on the real sludge summit, Never looked back since I came back from it) (Gotta get ready for this one!) (We're comin' up on the real sludge summit, Get back from it!) You're a kind cannibal Taking bites out of my arm, And I'll be alright My hands will tremble Every day I'm fed though This hollow skin is a lie You're a kind cannibal And your flesh is falling off For the Earth to engulf And when your bones hide again Underneath your new skin You'll be as beautiful as you always were Just as beautiful as the dirt (And you'll never be the same)