Tend to crude my psyche, Dilute the subtle thoughts between, Myself and everyone here
Confidence is best when shared
Bemused at the thought, It's always the deprived
The deprived making art, To reconcile their lives
'Til someone sells it back, Oh the irony in this
Your venting is a trend, And a market to be spent
So sell it to your friends
Sell it to your friends
Cuz they can all relate, With the lies they've been given
These voices in my head
So turn off the lights!
Fuck the rules then we all just...
We hate the rules, so we balk, joke and get outta line
Unless there's something I'm forgetting you should tell me one more time
I'm at fault to feel so wasted, your lips the worst I ever tasted
I will be delivered, 'til then I live the lie
Sweat dripping from an empty palm, last I checked I owed you nothing, nothing at all
I hate that it affects me so, I pound my chest, I am man
Dodging your call
Satirical we all are
Note pad by the side of the phone, blank but every single four letter word that I know
You only hurt the ones you love the most
Love is grand, but when it hurts, it's the worst thing you've ever known
Satirical we all are