Lyrics

I would have never guessed That you were more or less right on time Touched more than felt Genius that swells that I idolize Stuck in the passing lane I took over reigns And led your life Form of a vagrant trust Thinking glorious An idle life To find a parking space 'Cause when there's not much sense in leaving But search for deeper meanings A parade to our feelings For I am ashamed First you wait Never spoke again Once the smoke flecks in Dead great callouses Under false eyelids Never spoke again Shed the peeling skin Melted summer friends Under false eyelids Never spoke again Once the smoke flecks in Dead great callouses Under false eyelids Shed the peeling skin Under false eyelids Shed the peeling skin Under false eyelids