I am tired of relationships.

[feigningsummer]

Upon lines of trees
Inside caves
And open up to cityscapes
I was a failure and they found me out
I was a drunk and blinded sailor
To sew your insides closed
These are landmine carburetors
I find it hard to believe
That the medicine is helping me
And at the end of the day
The computer screens give blue and silent offerings
At the end of the day...

Feel like all these trains are churches
And the roads like muddy water
They gave you poetry
And endless hours of conversation
But it affects the colors over
And I'm a drawn-out corporate warrior
On these nights that smell like water
And at the end of the day
At the end of the day...

And I'll take what's been given to me
And realize I'm not going home
And after awhile
When all of your currency's gone
And after awhile
When all your mistakes have been made
You've tasted the carbon dioxide...