Winding our patients.
Sitting on my own steps, finding all I disrespect.
Nothing was what they promised.
What a disappointment.
Where’s her resignment? Let us shock her away.
‘Cause we all know the truth.
We’re just wasting life sitting on the same old booth.
‘Cause I’m slipping on my own spit. Wondering why it’s all went to shit.
Now, don’t call me smooth. I’m still traumatizing after the violence.
Oh, my pain relievers won’t soothe this headache away.
My dreams are turning foggy and gray.
My mind attached to the bouquet from last valentines.
I portray the red of the roses,
It’s pulled out all the light out of mine.
I was the Artist – the vine in absolutions design.
The frayed mind of a new stranger,
I was now in so much danger.
Oh, it’s shallowing the bridges apart.
It’s lying, it’s laughing. It wasn’t the downfall.
Oh, oh, oh, how I watched as you depart.
I’ll pick you up.
I’ll rest you to sleep.
For the most part, you were my work of art,
And you’re the perfect shade of my heart.
When the bridge falls, my mind went crashing down.
As long as the apathy remains, I won’t frown.
You are my piece of perfection.
Nothing was what they promised.
What a disappointment.
Where’s her resignment? Let us shock her away.
‘Cause we all know the truth.
We’re just wasting life sitting on the same old booth.
‘Cause I’m slipping on my own spit. Wondering why it’s all went to shit.
Now, don’t call me smooth. I’m still traumatizing after the violence.
Oh, my pain relievers won’t soothe this headache away.
My dreams are turning foggy and gray.
My mind attached to the bouquet from last valentines.
I portray the red of the roses,
It’s pulled out all the light out of mine.
I was the Artist – the vine in absolutions design.
The frayed mind of a new stranger,
I was now in so much danger.
Oh, it’s shallowing the bridges apart.
It’s lying, it’s laughing. It wasn’t the downfall.
Oh, oh, oh, how I watched as you depart.
I’ll pick you up.
I’ll rest you to sleep.
For the most part, you were my work of art,
And you’re the perfect shade of my heart.
When the bridge falls, my mind went crashing down.
As long as the apathy remains, I won’t frown.
You are my piece of perfection.