When you live, your only lying,
you'll lay right there until you die.
You'll think its all good, until some fuck-up
comes up to make you cry.
It's indefinite, deafening,
defining how you'll live your life.
The shit gets so thick, beyond thick,
too thick to cut with a knife.
Betrayed to be laid, beyond hate
because your just a waste of time.
Your not right, your just left,
you'll be left, sit back, just relax and whine.
Your a dime a dozen, a kiss with your cousin,
2nd rate, masturbate with broken glass.
You've got nothing to offer, its awuful the coffin
your laid in, pathetic pain in the ass!

Waiting for tomorrow.
In line just to borrow,
All this pain and sorrow,
From the one thats hollow.

Waiting for the right time,
To take back what is mine.
Saving all I could find.
Hoping it would all bind.

Your not worth shit to anyone,
Not even yourself, have faith in failing.
Unoriginal, topical, cervial, lyrical,
literally behind and trailing.
It's no good to be good, for good,
goodness lies in bed with bad.
I'm just a dumb shit, dip shit, shit stain.
Fucker, you've been had!
Laid out and panting, waiting,
for this trick to turn and go.
The mind is realing, feeling,
ailing from this crushing blow.
The hate you see in me, cannot be seen
from where you stand.
And from your face I remove the feeling
of stability with my hand.

Waiting for tomorrow.
In line just to borrow,
All this pain and sorrow,
From the one thats hollow.

Waiting for the right time,
To take back what is mine.
Saving all I could find.
Hoping it would all bind.