Small bolts of blood shoot across
The circumference of his, of his eyes
It smelled of fish, piss, puke, and garbage
Sidewalk cooking underneath the sunrise
It's getting old now
It's getting old now
It's getting old
Don't call me when you're moods
I'm properly balanced
'Cause I was there now for the worst part of this
Conjured confidence walks the sidewalk
Holding his breath as the garbage truck passes by
His breath now breathes un-fulfillment
Which for a moment he just pushes aside
It's getting old now
It's getting old now
It's getting old
Instincts read the buckling seams
And stitches over the wealth of the healthy and the uninterested
Don't call me when you're moods
I'm properly balanced
'Cause I was there now for the worst part of this
Don't call me when you're moods
I'm properly balanced
'Cause I was there now for the worst part of this
I twitch and cling to these, these images that I foreseen
I jump at any noise that the night, the night will bring
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear it anymore
Conjured confidence walks the sidewalk
Holding his breath as it all passes by
Holding his breath as it all passes by
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear it anymore
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear
I don't wanna hear it anymore
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