nothing here is sacred
it can really drive you mad
it takes one to know one
no it’s really not that bad
no you’re not going to shock me
i’ve heard so much worse
i was born & i will die up where winter is a verb

since feeling is first
let me quench my thirst
i demand to be heard
& they all tell me

you can’t take it with you
you’ll have to get your own
& you don’t have to stay here
but you can’t go home

whatever helps you sleep at night
but don’t let it get you down
we’re all in this together
& there’s time left for one more round

since feeling is first
let me quench my thirst
before i lose my nerve
& they all tell me

you can’t take it with you
you’ll have to get your own
& you don’t have to stay here
but you can’t go home