My passion degrades to a master I have to appease
Lying all day to myself, now I do it with ease
Poor Analise, I say wait, for how long? You don't ask
Truly, you love me, we both keep hoping this'll pass
I'll make it home again, lines, shots & then
One day you'll be gone and that's okay, my friend
Tapped out your sympathy quite emphatically
Rather be clean than a filthy prodigy
What I want and I need is contradictory
What I give in to feed is an anomaly
Predisposed as a fiend, my father's progeny
A moment so pivotal, a hundred and eighty degrees
(& I can't breathe)
(I can't breathe)
I just had a feeling to f*ck off and do what I please
I know if I just had the nerve, I would do it with ease
I hurt others to hurt myself, I am like a disease
A moment so pivotal, a hundred and eighty degrees
I saw, I stared all the way down
I watched in awe; they would claw in each other, & they'd drown
So few, one or two, made their way out
Like the leaves in the fall, they'd change color, then they'd hit
..the ground
Then I stop singing, I'm sitting here just getting high
Lying all day to myself, now I don't even try
Poor Analise, I say wait, for how long? You don't ask
Truly, you love me, we both keep hoping this'll pass
I'll make it home again, lines, shots & then
One day you'll be gone and that's okay, my friend
Tapped out your sympathy quite emphatically
Rather be clean than a filthy prodigy
What I want and I need is contradictory
What I give in to feed is an anomaly
Predisposed as a fiend, my father's progeny
A moment so pivotal, a hundred and eighty degrees