| Lyrics: | "At Wits End"
your photogenic face, must have missed the train. i'd advise checking the
baggage claim. those new eyes disturb me, they lost that youthful glow hearing spoken evils from
your throat. days used to be so innocent, decisions came easy now indecisive common sense makes your
life crazy. faster paced and complicated space, strung along for weeks. three years ago you held
control. a turn for the worst. wanna make a bet? the friends that you make, just want to drop you
and then break you. that might be the case. i'm at my wit's end. thank you for the stab. thanks for
the stab in the back, my dear friend. your starry, starry eyes slipped into a decline it's not hard
to grab that noose and climb one damn check it didn't cash, two too many mishaps, if you slip and
fall your neck might snap. |
