Just wanna smash up my old car,
Cause the memories made so far,
Are settling and tearing me apart,
I don't wanna go back to the start.

Bits and pieces,
**** and wheezes,
Risky maneuvers,
Here's to our futures.

Wholly partitioned into facets,
I would prefer to just gas it,
Turn them into exoplanets,
Let the crumbling system surpass it.

Bits and pieces,
**** and wheezes,
Risky maneuvers,
Here's to our futures.

Eventually,

No. Say it with me.

Eventually we'll all end up in the dirt.

Our minds thoughtless.

Incompressible darkness.

Eventually,

We'll all reckon with our mortality.
Regardless of our immortal will.

Parts scattered,
Upholstery tattered,
It never really mattered,
Bits and pieces,
**** and wheezes,
Risky maneuvers,
Here's to our contributions.