笨小笨Casket歌词由Fair Do’s演唱，出自专辑《Casket》，下面是《Casket》完整版歌词！
Casket歌词完整版
When he comes for us, what can we do?
An ocean in front,
A desert behind,
Emptiness in every direction.
Do we see this?No
Will we change it?How?
Through the wind of the storm,
The driving rain.
If I weren’t trying as hard as I am I’d probably be insane.
You made a casket.
Yes you did, made sure it fit like your Sunday shirt.
All we ever deserved is to choke on dirt and fumes of cars,
Progress switched the forests for farms.
A house on sand built, sure to tilt,
Like my mental health wilts.
Bathe me in golden sunlight.
No-one heard until it fell,
Buried in their homes by tubes of hell
This throne of madness,
An empty play,
A sociopathic plot to persuade.
Their mission, diversion.
Move minds over to a vision of what is true.
Stare into blackened stone, polished, and reflective.
I see a face, but it’s not mine.
Wake up, born again from the deepest trench of a night.
Nothing's real but I still see the sky.
Blue and white
Blue and white
Consuming hopes and prayers for the burned remains.
The wheel spins for all of us, so roll the dice.
This throne of madness,
An empty play,
A sociopathic plot to persuade.
Their mission, diversion.
Move minds over to a vision of what is true.
Stare into blackened stone, polished, and reflective.
I see a face, but it’s not mine.
Wake up, born again from the deepest trench of a night.
Nothing's real but I still see the sky.
