Lyrics
When the grass was still green, We lived inside our daydreams. I watched the trees go lifeless, While we paved over their graves. We took and took, but it was never enough.... We gave up on counting sheep, Now they circle while we sleep. Mouths fulla grass, Eyes fulla dread, Counting our every fail instead. Counting the dead. Counting the dead. Once upon a time, The ocean glittered blue. Waves carried sunlight through the deep, We still believed in purity. In the future, Water’s deceitful, Plastic swims while dead things drift below. We never saw the way we drifted too... Yeah. We gave up on counting sheep, Now they circle while we sleep. Mouths fulla grass, Eyes fulla dread, Counting our every fail instead. Counting the dead. Counting the dead. Got a good catch through the screen, Swipe left, swipe right, till the picture gleams. Pick the flesh that looks the best, Then discard the rest. We’re quietly losing our way, Waiting to be led, Still longing for our bed.... We gave up on counting sheep, Now they circle while we sleep. Mouths fulla grass, Eyes fulla dread, Counting our every fail instead. Oh They count our fails instead.