You're staring me down, but a glance makes me weak.
I am killing myself, slowly but surely, I am. Yup.
No need for a backtrack. My life isn't worth remembering.
I'm sitting in a chair shivering cold in my towel.
I'm so pathetic, so pathetic I make myself sick.
The world, eh, life, really, it feels like a day job. A sickening process I'm finding more and more pointless to endure.
Now I'm wearing a t-shirt and I'm still too cold. heh. Chris' shirt, and I realize I miss him.
I'm going to stand my ground for as long as I can bare.
It doesn't seem very far along now.
Yes.
The End.
And now we proudly present songs perverse and songs of romance. A couple hymns of confession, songs that recognize our sick obsessions.--
No need for a backtrack. My life isn't worth remembering.
I'm sitting in a chair shivering cold in my towel.
I'm so pathetic, so pathetic I make myself sick.
The world, eh, life, really, it feels like a day job. A sickening process I'm finding more and more pointless to endure.
Now I'm wearing a t-shirt and I'm still too cold. heh. Chris' shirt, and I realize I miss him.
I'm going to stand my ground for as long as I can bare.
It doesn't seem very far along now.
Yes.
The End.
And now we proudly present songs perverse and songs of romance. A couple hymns of confession, songs that recognize our sick obsessions.--