That same song is perfect still,
The rhymes in every line...

Drenched in guilty nothingness,
You just turn around and leave...

You're lacking something rotten,
But I'm sure I'll compensate...

Ever made sense of the voices that tell you,
experience is cheap and words cost lives...

These words weren't written for rhythm;
they're just as bad as they sound...

I've lived half my life inside daydreams and lies,
with edible questions and awkward lines...

I spent quite a long time,
I spent quite a long time...

All i can picture is you in the sun,
wondering where this went wrong...

The sand has covered my toes beneath,
they're sinking fast into concrete...

Spare me the renditions,
I'm not here for filthy words...

Well you've got all these ambitions, Aspirations...
Big guns and a bigger attitude, well bang bang...

I know that you'll be back tomorrow.
can we just lay low for a while now...