Good Can Wait

I pop some M&M's, lose myself in the sweetness

I play pretend, reality can be a weakness

Then I squint, the blurred lines will help me peek at

A future kind of kinder than the one that I've been seeing

It's not credible, but the colors start to seep in

A sip of this tea tastes fine but needs some sweetening

As bitter as I can be, ideally you can mix me with some gin

And top me off a little tonic if you can

Cause how could I redeem myself in a world of hate

Even when intention's good, you just assume it's fake

I know my knuckles are dragging, from carrying this weight

Weight, so the good can wait. So the good can wait

I need your attention, I have a penchant to

Overstate the obvious, oblivious and ominous

A henchman gonna do what a henchman gonna do

But some of them are cognizant their actions have a consequence

We'll give it time maybe they come around

I mean what would tip the scale if it hasn't tipped by now

What would tip the scale if it hasn't tipped by now?

What would tip the scale if it hasn't tipped by now?

We can shoot some tears that a clown made

Maybe it steadies up my hand or my aim or my gaze

A little salty for my taste. As I wipe off the face paint

Still got the inhalant There I go again

Always jump to dulling senses

And if I got away, I'll just continue hopping fences

And if and when I break, it's not like I haven't mended

I'll just self-medicate and watch my pupils die defending

How could I redeem myself in a world of hate

Even when intention's good, you just assume it's fake

I know my knuckles are dragging, from carrying this weight

Weight, so the good can wait. So the good can wait

So the good can wait

So the good can wait

How do I redeem myself, myself, myself

In a world of hate