Something

Failure

I don't feel alone


I can't seem afraid


I wanted to think


but I'll sleep it away


some thing I forgot


somewhere to sit down


some stuff to do up


some crap that I found





we're the credulous ones


on a dead machine


blowing bucks into banks with no shame





too loud in my ears


to fill up my mind


too black to ignite


two word who will bind


what blank did I draw


what kind of a day


which one had to go


whatever you say





chorus





don't try and read this


it means nothing


I can't say this


if you hear it