Baby, come inside.

Take off your coat.

You're just a big, fat mess.

You're just an American landfill, landfill.

Can you leave it all behind?

Can you get to what you feel?

Do you need the jaws of life

to cut through the American landfill, landfill?

We could rise-up from this grave.

We could prepare to ascend.

We could walk on water.

I will be your saviour, saviour.

Can you just not wear that dress?

Can you just not get your hair cut like that?

Who picks out your clothes?

Sort through the American landfill, landfill.

We could rise-up from this grave.

We could prepare to ascend.

We could walk on water.

You could be my saviour, saviour.

Are you having trouble breathing?

Did you wake-up to find you're buried,

semi-alive?

Do you need a hand

to dig the American landfill, landfill?

We could rise-up from this grave.

We could prepare to ascend.

We could walk on water.

Be my reciprocal saviour, saviour.