my wearing cynicism , grinds you to the bone
perpetually pessimistic, I may wind up doing this on my own
it might be out of site, spending forever in your mind
It takes the world to stop to understand necessity, along with meaning and worth no where to be seen
tired of your eagerness, coma-inducing gibberish I'm forced, to be, unkind
my questionable behaviour is there anything you couldnt love me through
feeble dependancy, its funny i was once immune
my worries of the world are a fragment of your mind
It takes the world to stop to understand necessity, along with meaning and worth no where to be seen
tired of your eagerness, coma-inducing gibberish I'm forced, to be, unkind
Made nauseous from the smell of it, unrelenting full of sh*t I'm forced to be unkind
A desire for tomorrow to come and now its clear, it's clear that life outgrew us, we're here, we're here
flickering along, forming hurdles to distract you from whats done, what a faff
dying to work, work till you die, what a life, naff
It takes the world to stop to understand necessity, along with meaning and worth no where to be seen
tired of your eagerness, coma-inducing gibberish I'm forced, to be, unkind
Made nauseous from the smell of it, unrelenting full of sh*t I'm forced to be unkind