Passerby

everybody's just filled with hate, but

ill always offer a clean slate

oh how i've tried to stick up for you

but you always f**k up something new

the bickering the snickering is old

i can't see you thinking twice as

another drama unfolds and your life...

wastes, wastes, wastes away

fear is in the mirror, you're just passing by

we all make mistakes

but you've never really owned up to it

and all your half-assed apologies

don't ever really add up to shit

your self service is blatant

and we've served all your purposes

you wonder how you missed all the answers,

without trying to scratch the surface and your life...

is that fear in the mirror

is this another shattered life, is this

the amount of all the broken promises and lies

the more i try not to let you slip

the more it feels like i'm chasing

first high wasted my love, smoked my

empathy angered my sympathy, love and wisdom

they pass you by