Life is a landfill, babyall this garbage piled highblack dove filled memoriessecret wishes to the skyi can hear them say, »come back, darlin’come back, darlin' »yeah, we all know nowthat they’re piled highlife is a landfill, babyyou can feel it in your gutdig down 50 layersand you find the stone uncutyou can hear them say, »come back, darlin’come back, darlin' »yeah, we all know nowit’s a solo flight.