Somewhere between an excuse and a lie,
You found something that you believe.
So proud, I guess I can't imagine why,
Three
cheers for what we used to be.
Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised.
Sleep-walking the mind field.
s**t talking, it
crumbles around you.
It comes back around.
Somewhere between delusion and denial,
You'll drown in your own
sympathy.
Profound, at least you thought so at the time,
A ghost of who you used to be.
Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless.
Compromised. [x2]
[x2]
Sleep-walking the mind field.
s**t talking, it crumbles around you.
It comes back
around.
Pathetic. Wasted. Soulless. Compromised.
