Runaway Brother Obscured By Light
Unstable, yes, but i'd like to express my ideas with tact and no interruption
You're running a faucet to sink that's clogged
Survivors won't drink it, they have a story that drowns your sad excuse you're holding on to
It's overdue
We haven't even made a consolation
What the hell was all of that for
So where's your pen and where's your paper
Stay away you bring nothing to this world but hate
Take all of your money you can build yourself a rocket to fly yourself to space, you've been banished
You can take what's on your back yeah that is all that you would get
You say you wouldn't do the same yeah you'd do worse
Stay away you bring nothing to this world but pain
We haven't even made a consolation
What the hell was all of that for
A quarter century all for nothing
