Wasteland Repeated

This is modernity and these are its rules

These are its problems and these are its fools

I'll be inconstant and rupture with fire

But I will deliver you across the wire and

When it tears I'm not scared

When it wears I'm prepared

Then it tears and I'm not scared

Then it fails I'm not there

A dream of a shopping cart left in the street

In a desolate wasteland is stuck on repeat

I'm coughing up blood on the ash-covered snow

But I will deliver you on down the road and

When it tears I'm not scared

And when it wears I'm prepared

Then it tears and I'm not scared

Then it fails I'm not there