Ive come to my senses, that Ive become senseless. And I could give you lessons, how to ruin your friendships. Every last conviction, I smoked them all away. And I drank my frustrations down the drain, out of the way. So I sit, and wait, and wonder, does anyone else feel like me? Someone so tired of aggro-teens, and disappearing self esteem. Ill sing along, yeah, with every emergency. Just sing along, Im the king of catastrophes. Im so far gone, that deep down inside I think its fine by me. Im my own worst enemy. I could be an expert on co-dependency. And I could write the best book on underage tragedy. And Ive been spending my time at the local liquor store. And Ive been sleeping nightly on my best friends kitchen floor. So I sit, and wait, and wonder, does anyone else feel like me? Im so overdosed on apathy, and burnt out on sympathy. Ill sing along, yeah, with every emergency. Just sing along, Im the king of catastrophes. Im so far gone, that deep down inside I think its fine by me, that Im my own worst enemy. Let the meaning slip away. Lost my faith in another day. Self deprecation seems okay. I never thought Id make it anyway. Ill sing along, yeah, with every emergency. Just sing along, Im the king of catastrophes. Im so far gone, that deep down inside I think its fine by me, that Im my own worst enemy.
Posted on: Sun, 06 Apr 2014 03:17:49 +0000
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