You’ve been throwing your trash on my front lawn for so long now I even thank you. We play our parts and ask no questions. Swallow our daily dose of poison. How long have we been playing the same old song? And no one’s spoken to me for way too long. I don’t remember what it’s like to not justify everything I do. These chains have marked my wrists forever. And now I can’t even remember. How long we’ve been playing the same old song. And no one’s spoken to me for way too long. Drinking for the wrong reasons. Up in my head, rotting in solitary. This fucking song, I just can’t take it. And if I hear it again, I’ll sing along, just like I always do. Dissimulating the pain. I’m coughing blood.