But who wants you to win?
Who puts the pillow to your head?
And who buries you next to the sink
underneath your toilet again?
Someone talked through the best part
You'll have to start again
Someone talked through the best part
Rewind the tape back to its head
I miss it but I'm glad it's over
Got one less mess I'm forced to shoulder
Got one less stress that’s hanging over me
It was there in that place, alone in my box
I learned there's a reason
that things are better left untaught
Closure is not my concern
Burned out. It leaked out. I learned
When I think of what most fucking people like
I take the journey right to hell
I eat the food right off the shelves
As my intestines beg and plead
"please, God, forgive me!"
And it’s all the same,
Another way to spend my days
Another way to forestall all these fucking
Creeping thoughts of rotting in the grave
When I think of what most people like,
I leave the material realm behind
And float past the garden of delights
I want me all to yourself
Fists swing wild out to everyone else
I want you to never yell
Tithe
Please stay here and keep watch with me
Cashed out all of the spirit in me
An unoriginal story
Full of tropes, near-parody
Full-on ugly feelings
I understand the pull of it all
When a loss won't stop itching
It tears you down
Brings you right to the floor
Peer review
Peer review
I handled that poorly
Please look the other way
While the hook guides me offstage