I meant to come back to put out bliss

but the style is crumbling

covered canned it was sick and

no you don't even know how it

comes shifts then gets ruined by

you fucking slobs but it's classical

anyways and how cool are you i

remember i can't help it makes me

so sick over and over it sits stiff

bound with no heart fine 'cause

this is where the separation starts

arising i can see it coming over

your cloud and it's classical

anyways how cool are you i

remember just a bad call it's so

funny how you think i'm so serious

but that's not it the thing is i don't

give enough to give a fuck you're

plain boring and you bore me

asleep but it's classical anyways

how cool are you i remember and i

feel sickened and who the fuck

are you anyway you fuck it's

making sick sense seeing how

you're sticking out hardly and

hoping money please arise up off

the fucking knees and hop off the

train for a second and try to find

your own fucking heart.