Coffee Depression Sunshine

I like you to start while, you can't by far, oh
But you got the nerves of someone that cares

And if there were bright skies
Would you come shade on our farm?
The future is bolder than anyone can see

Lips from your mother
Eyes that come stare through the sun
No good could recover
All the cruel things that we've done

Bullets that fly by
Shot by the gun with no horns
Death is endurance, perfectly clean
Perfectly clean

And if there were bright skies
Would you come shade on our farm?
The future is bolder than anyone can see

Lips from your mother
Eyes that come stare through the sun
No good could recover
All the cruel things that we've done
All the cruel things that we've done
All the cruel things that we've done
All the cruel things we've-