I wonder if you didn't start this at all
You just watched as I burned and you let me fall
How does it feel to grow up?
And realize everything's f*cked up?
And realize it had nothing to do with you
I'm sick and tired of your arrogance
Turning all away with hopes of indigence
Continue building up this everchanging distance
And fill our souls with endless bouts of distress
You're not even trying to fix this mess
You're not even trying to fix this mess
If time is finite is it a sin to want to be fulfilled
Misguided frustrations
Your misinterpretations won't go unchecked
Won't go unchecked
There's nothing left for
For somebody else
There's nothing left for
For somebody else
There's nothing left there's nothing left for
There's nothing left for somebody else
There's nothing left for
For nobody else
I'm tonguetied
All this acid's leaving me brain fried
Did I die?
Reality is looking all "too nice"