Letras
I crane my neck against my will,,
If life is dark comedy,, it mocks me still
This road I'm on is full of wrecks
and I can't seem to turn my head away...
It seems cruel and unusual,, or just unusually cruel of God
to derive entertainment from setting up a fool,,
But his boredom is no higher and I'm bored of his design
Just 'cause his day was fucked,, he's gotta fuck with mine
Either my mind's not lit,, or it's lit too bright
I can't decide if I'm abandoned or just held way too tight...
That's/It's just a way to avoid a unity and smash yourself into a thousand again!