These are the times for a bitter look
You wait around for the things you took
Falling around, all the miracles
They drop down when the curtains get pulled
You're holding out for a better way
But all behind you starts to decay
And what's left is more of the same
A new way to inflict old pain
I rise to the bottom and grow
I wait for the cycle to
Perpetuate this madness
Through artifical enhancements
To accentuate the quantity
And eliminate my quality
You can't make me hate myself
I already do
So much hate
So little time
Don't ask me if I give a fuck
'Cause in the end it's just the same outlook
A far cry from a trivial world
You shut yourself inside this wall for good
A wrong turn from a steady hand
A sour note ringing through my head
It's easier to look away
A lost cause, another day
I sink to the bottom and rot
I wait for the maggots to
Feed off of what's left of this
These failed dreams are so hard to miss
Your empathy I can't digest
All your ideals are just regrets
Way too much