i can't fucking wait
his ship has sprung a leak
And I'll be damned if I'm going down with it.
Still breathing at any cost.
Time and circles, it's the way we are
Held by the legions of our alcohol
Bound to the faintness of an hour glass
Open boxcutter, empty cigarette
The meaning of life will come in a dream
This is why we must never go to sleep
Confined to our habits, rinse, wash, repeat
Open boxcutter, empty cigarette