Lyrics
The last man standing in our sinister charade
Beneath the crumbling arches of our counterfeit arcade
He nobly knelt before us, he sang our savior's chorus
We left him spinning bloody plates upon his broken blade
But that's just the weight of the world
We do what we must to get by
That's just the weight of the world
The weak and the weary will never survive
That's just the weight of the world
We do what we must to stay alive
That's just the weight of the world
And we'll all be the weak and the weary sometime
One woman whistling a wounded lullaby
And preaching pain to every unsuspecting passerby
We knew her well before this, she promised portraits of us
We cut her throat while she was waiting for the paints to dry
But that's just the weight of the world
We do what we must to get by
That's just the weight of the world
The weak and the weary will never survive
That's just the weight of the world
We do what we must to stay alive
That's just the weight of the world
And we'll all be the weak and the weary sometime
And in the distance, we'll hear melancholy moans
The long-forgotten have a habit for collecting loans
But that's just the weight of the world
We do what we must to get by
That's just the weight of the world
The weak and the weary will never survive
That's just the weight of the world
We do what we must to stay alive
That's just the weight of the world
And we'll all be the weak and the weary sometime
That's just the weight of the world
That's just the weight of the world
That's just the weight of the world
The weak and the weary will never survive
That's just the weight of the world
That's just the weight of the world
That's just the weight of the world
And we'll all be the weak and the weary sometime
