All we ever seem to talk about
Is puking our guts out
All we ever seem to talk about
Is puking our guts out
Terrible rap and
Who got caught with the lights out
Were you caught with the lights out?
I can't stand this healthy stuff, anymore
I wish it was warm, I wish I was warm
Keeping us out of it
Clean hands of the innocent
Taking stabs at the innocent
Washing my hands in the blood of it
Sniffing the fumes in the face of your lie
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Stealing the time from me
I am craving the normalcy
Of discussing banality
Craving a new routine
I love, hearing your voice on the phone
This is taking its toll
This is taking its toll
Sniffing the fumes in the face of your lie
Laughing in pain
No one can explain why
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things
Running away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things
Running away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things
Running away from me
Sniffing the fumes in the face of your lie
Sniffing the fumes
In the face of your lie
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Moving away from me
Running away from me
Gripping the edge of things, running away from me
Running away from me