The only thing I've been counting on for far too long
Is curtains closing, overdosing on lost momentum.
Don't know what is a perfect fit,
I'm more or less inadequate.
A little off so here's a song for ignoring lessons.
Twenty years spent cursing mirrors,
You can disregard these words my dear.
Out of the box my eyes were crossed.
I still can't quite see so clear.
Yeah my dreams are allergies, they're delicate.
But what the fuck did you expect?
No wonder why I'm burning out.
So blast my demise loud.
Intoxicated, annihilate,
Pay dues drink the blues away
We're in distress, you call us blessed.
I beg you to think again.
Take one listen
And you will know
Your twisted decisions stunted our growth.

The only thing I've been counting on for far too long
Is curtains closing, overdosing on lost momentum.
Don't know what is a perfect fit,
I'm more or less inadequate.
A little off so here's a song for ignoring lessons.