Lyrics

I'm blaming foolishness on Lunchtime bottle pulls, it's time to make some headway On getting this head straight Being hardheaded is an understatement And I'll never understand feeling complacent I will see you there Succumbing to your evil ways Demonizing Everything Here I lie, under this bus Will you rub my name in dirt? Will you make it hurt? Dove in head first to empty promises Accusations run rampant around here Pointing fingers, passing bucks Testing limits of sleep habits How little can one get before their body breaks? These eyes, now dimly lit They harness all this shit that I'm feeling And it's only for the interim, that's what I'm thinking