En Route To Oblivion

by Killing Caroline

9 Views Apr 23, 2026

Lyrics

It underlies, it crucifies,

they undermind,

tonight I undefine.

They lie....

How they lie.

A shot past twelve

and I lose my nerve.

A pill perscribed so

I can get what I deserve.

It infatuates, then permeates.

They agitate;

tonight I elevate.

I wait.

How I wait....

A shot past twelve

and I lose my nerve.

Feels good to be proof

that you get what you deserve.

One more cheer for good time's sake.

I think maybe I'm lost.

Can you pass me one more

pointed word you worthless waste of...

Time....

Time, wind down....