Them

I won’t be your alibi for disaster

No more pathetic rehashes

I’ve heard enough

Predictable and self-pitying thing

Escalate your prolonged suicide

Poor thing

You’re almost there!

Come on!

Come on

Give this man a hand!

Could we have,

Could we have a standing ovation?

And you can’t break it off

It seems a fate worse than death

You’re repeating the same mistakes again

“I’ve been here before but I’ll try it again”

Over and over and over and over again

You’re just like everyone

You’re just like them

So in love with a monster

And a precious lie

But someone’s got to pay

For each and every single fuck up

Your fingernails don’t count

For much it claws are what you’re looking for

But you won’t need them where you’re going

The only thing that keeps all this together

Is a lucid dream

You’re just like everyone

You’re just like them

Your fingernails don’t count

For much it claws are what you’re looking for

But you won’t need them where you’re going

The only thing that keeps all this together

Is a lucid dream

You’re just like them