you want it so bad that it hurts
you know its so wrong its a curse
when it dont get no better just worse
and how can we procreate?
we can't even admit our mistakes
we're writing down our fate
and digging our own grave
i dont know maybe its me
maybe im just to blind to see
and the rest is just to tiring to try and realize
look at us now
a whole life ahead of ourselves
filled with mistakes
we have yet to make
i dont know
maybe its me
maybe im just to blind to see and the rest is just to tiring to try and realize
firetrucks ambulance arrives
to find theres nothing left inside
you took too long
the feelings gone
don't try and act surprised