Lottery

It’s some kind of lottery
Spinning the globe all night
Choosing places where we gonna die
On a drunk night
Put your finger to stop
That plastic globe
Pacific ocean lovers
Bottoms up, good luck
Oh!
I sing oh!
I’m not here, I’m not here
Rocky mountains will bury me
Half awake in a haze, in a drunken haze
I’m not here, oh I’m not here
Oh!
It goes something like oh!
Let him fall from the edge (let her drown in the ocean)
Let her drown in the ocean (let him fall from the edge)
And what will be then?
Endless whiteness, infinite blackness
And where we will be then?
In infinite blackness