Failure is angular.
It isn't circle shaped and ever fucked mistake's unmade
When I abandoned her and with my wand-like sex I cast a horrid hex
I laid a curse on her, another wasted verse on her
Oh god
Forgive me, Moses, Jesus, Allah
I have made such an awful regret of today
I have made such an awesome regret
I could be more than this with all the time I have
I am an insult to the dead
You should be over this.
This infidelity is on account of me
And so I cheat on you, I beat on you with words and with actions
I will never tell the truth, in debt, aloof.
Without you I'm a fraction
Too bad this won't come easy where I stay
Where I lay in my bead of needles where I play
Like I'm a bad child on a baby's birthday
I'll take a permanent vacation.
I've got two months to live
And all the mental masturbation is just too much to give
So I'll go down to where the river flows into the sea
And you can bathe me in your body fluids.
You can rescue me.
Sorry, Dudes.
My Bad.
It's too much to do on my own.
My friends, I need you now.
I'm sorry that I wrecked that tour for us.
The drugs left me wigging out on the bus
I'm snapping into Slim Jims and out to save some souls
If I can't do my job, my god, what am I even here for?
I want to be back in the van
Where evil never would nor could nor should ever understand
It's anything but their outrageous grandstand
And if you want it then come and get it
We're all with you now
Forever yours I am, like the ocean to the sand
Forever in debt to my band, like I'm in the palm of your hand
Though I'm forever wondering why like a skeptic to the sky
Forever yours and yours and yours and yours I am
Goodbye
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