Some call it karma, some call it fate
Laws of attraction take on new weight
I sit in silence and hope for change
Reckless abandon of what we take for granted
Of what we take for granted

No escape, no future
No luck lost on a loser
No escape, no future
Saddle up boys, we're headed for the brick wall

This is a cycle, this is a curse
Divine intervention, can’t get much worse
Gain some momentum and cut the brakes
What doesn’t kill us will find another way
Will find another way

No escape, no future
No luck lost on a loser
No escape, no future
Saddle up boys, we're headed for the brick wall

No escape, no future
No luck lost on a loser
No escape, no future
Saddle up boys, we're headed for the brick wall

If you’re up, I’m down
If it’s wet, I’ll drown
You can fill your cup
And I’m always gonna pour it out

If you wanna take a ride
That’s gonna kill your night
There’s room for two
And we’re headed for the brick wall

Snake eyes till the day I die, motherfuckers
Cut
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Pessimism is a killer
Pessimism is a killer
Let it all burn