Out of step, again

Can’t hide the lack of focus

I have a buzzing mind, I have a buzzing mind

Indifference doesn’t fit on my shoulders

I read too much, now I’m so much older

Keep on closing wounds without the closure

Maybe it’s time I shed this light

Family said cash the grievance

Having quiet kids must be so relieving

Cue the black ink in the wine

Cue the web losing a line

Family said toss the rapture

Guess that it was bound to happen

Everything’s in fucking factions

Sure, I’ll be a fucking actor

It was bound to be this way

Ran out of room to store all my Sundays

We’re all same in the grave

It was bound to be this way

I got bad boys lined up

All my favorite flavors, this shit’s amazin’

So, homie, fill my cup

Let’s play shiftstick ‘til we break wrists

I got bad boys lined up

All my favorite flavors, this shit’s amazin’

So, homie, fill my cup

Let’s play shiftstick ‘til we break wrists

Guess we’re going down, going down together

Drop the curtains, now wrap it in silence

If they find out, we’re going into fever

If they find out, we’re going into fever

Woke up in a cold sweat