Crowbar - Frank Carter & The Rattlesnakes, Black Futures

We all come from an explosion in the sky

One day there was nothing and the next there was life

And all the rivers and the mountains and the sun and the moon

And then all of a sudden there’s a cloud of doom

It’s a trap and there’s no comfort fitting in

A fake safety that no one believes in

And if it goes against who you think you are

It’s the death of happiness

Go and get the crowbar

We all fell down from a giant dying star

Stardust on the breeze, to fuckin' pick an avatar

From nothing into all and then the next thing to arrive

Is a terrifying fear of how you’re supposed to live your life

It’s a trap and there’s no comfort fitting in

A fake safety that no one believes in

And if it goes against who you think you are

It’s the death of happiness

Go and get the crowbar

People everywhere will try to bring you down

Those jealous motherfuckers, they will try and take your crown

It’s easier for them to put you in a box

Keep you safely locked away because they hate it when the boat’s rocked

But fuck 'em all, they don’t tell us who we are

So when they try and lock you up, go and get the fucking crowbar!

It’s a trap and there’s no comfort fitting in

A fake safety that no one believes in

And if it goes against who you think you are

It’s the death of happiness

Go and get the crowbar