This process reeks of sh** This handshake smells of vomit This kiss burns the lips I love you all, and I'm ashamed of it What's the point if no-one's watching Now sweating and hateful and frightful and hopeful I'm riding the train and thinking about d**h - it's fairly pathetic I'm embarra**ed about it, but I'll get there with or without your help Brave horizons? What horizons? Why do you still keep your hands in the air? I would love to tell you everything I would tell you everything If it wasn't the same old f**ing story I'm sorry Our hands are clean Perhaps not mine A tomb to share And don't claw out What the f** did we do to deserve this? This isn't a gift, it's a burden This isn't for friends, it's for hermits This isn't the end it's our birthday What the f** did we do to deserve this? This isn't a joy, it's a f**ing car crash It's painful enough without the tinnitus This isn't the end, this isn't the end I'm ashamed of it This isn't the end