Twerp

Walking fast is callow
It seems you don't know life
Land in your air fallow
The sun makes you high
Watch the world in fire glow
Until your brain falls dry
Echoes from the cellar
Turn answers into lies

We are waiting
We are waiting
We are waiting
We are waiting

Words are always shallow
They seem empty and dry
Thoughts are small and narrow
You're sure someone will buy
Eyes too wise to borrow
Like you, with death they lie
Echoes from the cellar
Turn answers into lies
Take your trophy crown
We are waiting now

We are waiting
We are waiting
We are waiting
We are waiting