GOD DAMN I REALLY STUMBLE AND STUMBLE,
I REALLY BUMBLE AND FUMBLE
WHILE I MUMBLE AND MUMBLE WHAT’S THAT?
OH NOTHING MANG I WASN’T SAYING NOTHING
AND I WASN’T SAYING SOMETHING
JUST TALKING TO MYSELF AGAIN
A LAZY SUNDAY JUST PENETRATING THROUGH DARKNESS
AND EVISCERATING THE ARTISTS
WHO DO NOT KNOW WHAT THEIR PART IS
WHAT GOOD IS INK IF IT IS WASTED ON SOME LAZY SONGS?
WHAT GOOD IS INK IF YOU DON’T THINK AND PLAY GUITAR WITH LAZY ARMS?
IRONY IS A DEAD SCENE AND IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN
BUT I BOUGHT INTO IT TOO WHEN I WAS FUCKING FOURTEEN
AND I GOT INTO THE GROOVE AND STAYED THERE THROUGH MY TWENTIES
AND I COULD’VE DIED THERE LIKE SO MANY HAD BEFORE ME
BUT NAH, I CHOSE TO LIVE IN THE SHADOWS OF SINCERITY
I CHOSE TO BREATHE AND BELIEVE IN THE OUTCOMES OF DISPARITY
PAIN BRINGS THAT MAIN FRAME UP INTO RELIEF
LIKE THE TATTOOS THAT I GOT THAT MADE ME GRIT MY FUCKING TEETH

LOOK CLOSE
YOU CAN SEE THE THAT
THERE'S NO POINT TO ANYTHING
AND I BELIEVE THAT
IF YOU HAVE NO HOPE
YOU CAN'T BE FUCKED WITH (FUCKED WITH)
AND ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU OTHERWISE CAN'T BE TRUSTED

GOD DAMN I AM A SHADOW OF SHADOWS,
I KEEP MY FEET ON THE GALLOWS
WHILE I FUCK WITH THE FALLOW HOW’S THAT?
OH NOTHING MANG I WASN’T SAYING NOTHING
AND I WASN’T SAYING SOMETHING
I’M JUST TALKING TO MYSELF AGAIN
IT SEEMED LIKE A GOOD IDEA AT THE TIME I THOUGHT
A DAMOCLESIAN FIGHT I FOUGHT
TO MAKE A DEAL WITH PATRICK WALSH
WHAT GOOD IS MUSIC IF IT’S WASTED ON ON YR FLESH AND LOOKS?
WHAT GOOD IS MUSIC IF IT’S JUST A LOVE SONG WITH A CATCHY HOOK?
OR WORSE YET A FUCKING BREAK UP SONG WITH EMOTIONS
BUT I BOUGHT THAT SHIT TOO WHEN I WAS A FUCKING DILLETANTE
YES I BOUGHT INTO THE PAST LIKE AN IG HASHTAG SAD BOY
BUT I DID NOT LET IT DRAG ME DOWN LIKE THE PURPOSE OF THE MAD PLOY
THEY GOT US BUYING BACK OUR DEPRESSION LIKE A PRODUCT
I CHOOSE TO BREATHE AND BELIEVE IN MYSELF AND THEY CAN GET FUCKED
PAIN BRINGS THAT MAIN FRAME UP INTO RELIEF
LIKE THE TATTOOS THAT I GOT THAT MADE ME GRIT MY FUCKING TEETH

IF YOU LOOK CLOSE
YOU CAN SEE THE THAT
THERE'S NO POINT TO ANYTHING
AND I BELIEVE THAT
IF YOU HAVE NO HOPE
YOU CAN'T BE FUCKED WITH (FUCKED WITH)
AND ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU OTHERWISE CAN'T BE TRUSTED
IF YOU LOOK CLOSE
YOU CAN SEE THE THAT
THERE'S NO POINT TO ANYTHING
AND I BELIEVE THAT
IF YOU HAVE NO HOPE
YOU CAN'T BE FUCKED WITH (FUCKED WITH)
AND ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU OTHERWISE CAN'T BE TRUSTED

GOD DAMN WHAT A NUCLEAR WINTER
BOTH WITHIN AND WITHOUT HER
WHILE I MUMBLE AND MUMBLE NEVER
OH NOTHING MANG I WASN’T SAYING NEVER
AND I WASN’T SAYING EVER
JUST TALKING TO MYSELF AGAIN
I’VE GOTTEN LOST RIGHT AT THE EDGE OF ALL MY THOUGHTS WHEN I
COUNT UP ALL MY COSTS AND I
CANNOT FIND MY PLACE AGAIN
WHAT GOOD AM I IF I’M JUST WASTED ON THE BUS AGAIN?
WHAT GOOD AM I IF I DIE BUT DO NOT TURN TO DUST AGAIN?
THE THINGS THAT KEEP ME UP AT NIGHT ARE MINE ALONE TO SEE
STORIES I BOUGHT INTO THAT YOU FUCKING TOLD TO ME
AND THE RITUALS I’VE WROUGHT FROM THIN AIR ARE WHAT KEEPS ME HERE
AND BEFORE I FUCKING TRAIN WRECK LET’S MAKE A FEW THINGS CLEAR
NUMBER ONE YOU DON’T OWE ANYONE YR LIFE FOR LOVE
NUMBER TWO THERE IS NO ANGELFUCKING GOD ABOVE
NUMBER THREE BREAK ANY OPPRESSIVE TABOO
NUMBER FOUR TAKE CARE OF ALL YR FUCKING TATTOOS

IF YOU LOOK CLOSE
YOU CAN SEE THE THAT
THERE'S NO POINT TO ANYTHING
AND I BELIEVE THAT
IF YOU HAVE NO HOPE
YOU CAN'T BE FUCKED WITH (FUCKED WITH)
AND ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU OTHERWISE CAN'T BE TRUSTED
IF YOU LOOK CLOSE
YOU CAN SEE THE THAT
THERE'S NO POINT TO ANYTHING
AND I BELIEVE THAT
IF YOU HAVE NO HOPE
YOU CAN'T BE FUCKED WITH (FUCKED WITH)
AND ANYONE WHO TELLS YOU OTHERWISE CAN'T BE TRUSTED