Pyrrhic Victory by Bare Minimum Lyrics

Buried treasure at the record store
My problems don’t fit pop songs anymore
Naked verses got nothing to hide
I’m just a shell, along for the ride

New Dawn, coming through
No time, nothing left to do
But the beat goes on

Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything you do

Is this death or an STD?
Did you take it or give it to me?
Thought I saw a spark in the ashes of your eyes
The empty spaces, I lived and died

Same song, nothing new
Broken pieces, nothing left for you
And the beat goes on
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything in this life comes back to you
Everything you do