Ken Yates - Cataclysmic End Lyrics

And I struggled to find the words to tell you how i think
And in typical fashion were delivered stoically
Enough with the small talk tell me what's your biggest fear?
Is it saying I love you in a voice that's loud and clear?
Singing "Buckets Of Rain" exaggerated Dylan voice
You're freaking me out playing guitar with doubled joints
Say you live in a part of town that's one big fashion crime
Is it bringing you down to sit and watch the world get high
I'm not asking for a friend
I'm just wondering if you'd be there at the cataclysmic end?
Are you sucking the light out of your broken family tree?
Is it second hand smoke that's burning you up third degree?
Yeah I'm ratting you out I'm never good at keeping lies
Especially ones you tell yourself to sleep at night
I'm not asking for a friend
I'm just wondering if you'll be there at the cataclysmic end
Come the celestial event
I can tell you I would be there at the cataclysmic end

Is it running you ragged to pretend
Every person your friend?
Take a brick into the window
Build the wall back up again
It's running me ragged to believe
You'd be pulling up your sleeves
It's running me ragged
I'm not asking for a friend
I'm just wondering if you'll be there at the cataclysmic end
Come the celestial event
I can tell you I would be there at the cataclysmic end
Is it running you ragged?
It's running me ragged