Well I recall
Remembered the past is insanity
And the clatter
Missaprenhensions are killing you, but not fast enough to really matter
The flume of your struggle is flooded with sorrow and it poisons everybody near.
But I'm not a patron of yours anymore
Don't want to hear it
The sirens of your toxic spirit
Uuuu-uu-uu-uuuuu
Have your addictions and shiftigness are inherited from your father?
I know you struggle to keep them in check, but at this point why even bother?
The flume of your struggle is filled with sorrow and it poisons everybody near it.
But I'm not a patron of yours anymore, don't want to hear
the sirens of your toxic spirit.
Uuuu-uu-uu-uuuuu
Well, friendships you have left that are not derived from love, that are just some form of charity.
I've wounded you and you've wounded you too
At least we can feel good about the parities.
The flume of your struggle is filled with sorrow and it poisons everybody near it.
But I'm not a patron of yours anymore, don't want to hear
the sirens of your toxic spirit.
Uuuu-uu-uu-uuuuu