Do what you only see
All work and no play means
It's that we're losing this time
Can't remember anymore
It's just a lost decree
Probably from the second line
Oh man the problems rise
Get higher in the sky
A sinners penthouse for us
But forget what all this means
My brains spilled out last week
So it's all just a lie
Even if it works i can't do it again
I can't go back there when it's in my skin
When all these ideas are in the air
It's all a matter of disguise
Even when i see my days end in front of me
I just make up the words so you'll ignore them
And if that option becomes clear
My brain will overload and drain