47 Daughters

I can see the corners that i'd have to cut
Feed them both my arms, and it wouldn't be enough

So the sane rube in me thinks i'll make it back
But the mind is clear, it is showing me the facts

That the light keeps turning off
The engine's smoking and
The third floor spins right under my desk

And the roof is leaking
I'm aware i'm sinking even more
No way i'll ever get rest

Yeah, the fog is already gone
I can see the future we never quite belong

Yeah a fight way bigger than that
When it comes, we'll shoot it, but the method isn't fair

If i sell my daughters, i'll be back on track
Maybe save one or two, just to get me out of bed

And the light keeps turning off
The engine's smoking and
The third floor spins right under my desk

And the roof is leaking
I'm aware i'm sinking even more
No way i'll ever get rest

Yeah, the fog is already gone
I can see the future we never quite belong

Yeah a fight way bigger than that
When it comes, we'll shoot it, but the method isn't fair

This is what i want
To make it set in stone
It is an attack

This is what i want
Just an even throne
Then i could get 'em back