The Standard - Ghosts For Hire lyrics

Take back your contributions, the constant never-ending And understand the institutions, but you're divorced before you're married Let the educated go, because the money's gone As the daily day is helped by one you forgot And there's no more work, no more d** No more sleepless nights with wandering trust No more fashion, no more debt No more decisions to be made about what will come next And the circling stopped, roundabout the matter When I began to hold with those who fake their fire To burn brightly away, as the world expires In an atmosphere filled with ghosts for hire Where there's no more weight, no more pressure No more anxiety about distances not measured No more bodies, no more obsessing No more question about whose time I will be spending