Dec 10, 2003 01:44
It’s funny how is comes around
And falls apart, you without seams
Chastising your idols
for failing expectation
But who’s at fault here?
Really, who’s to blame?
You’re a hot shot
with lifeless association
It’s funny how is all goes down
And comes undone, deflated dreams
Troubled by your own
collapsing inspiration
But who’s at fault here?
Really who’s to blame?
That’s your mistake
of broken self-reflection