blah blah blah your lips they smack
nothing worth hearing comes out
wah wah wah oh well your spirits a hack
sit there and stare ok and soak up my doubt
on and on i hate you, hear me shout

wasting my time, emptying pockets
a human i mime, pawning off lockets
everything around me is falling, no good
heart strings get to pulling, youre made of wood
the way that you act, always so static
i just want some peace, i dont get this tactic

stirring it up, you breath smells like shit
broken up face, fake as a human
i dont want this, go away already
now nothing chimes, my head gets hit
i take your lies, you keep faking man
it doesnt matter, face gets redder

shocking your self, so you can feel
staring at them, they dont seem real
haunting your hours, its just a tourist
going alone, become gods true terrorist

and im sitting here, too damn sober
im sitting here, when i should be pissed