Headed South What an anemic charade, a soulless display We force upon ourselves and all of the world Needless to say, this sterile cliche Has left me with another shovel down in a hole
I'm digging in vain, I'm digging in vain But when it boils down to a distraction nothing compares All I wanted was a haven away But I've traded neuroticism in for despair.
Tunneling further down Descending And just in case there's any doubt, I'll say it now...
Fuck the world, I'm headed underground Don't you wait, 'cause I'm already headed south (and I said) Oh whoa, I'm headed underground Don't mind me, I'll just be making my way down
I'm living miles away from the sordid parade
A welcome sanctuary under the world Suffice it to say, the cynic in me Has left me with a shovel down in this hole
Digging in vain, I'm digging in vain But when it boils down to a distraction, nothing compares. All I wanted was a haven away But I've traded neuroticism in for despair.
Tunneling further down Descending. And just in case there's any doubt, I'll say it now...
Fuck the world, I'm headed underground Don't you wait, 'cause I'm already headed south (and I said) Oh whoa, I'm headed underground. Don't mind me, I'll just be making my way down.