It's time for a ranting and raving About the times in life that we've all been through
But what if it happened to you? You've got no idea what it's like to be in my shoes
I never minded failing so long As it could always be done With a little bit of style
Just another mile I don't fall off I just hang over the side For a while To vomit my thoughts Onto the passing ground Just to blur My image of the scene
I'm trying to find The means to stomach The filth that grows between
The mouth that speaks And the wear that listens
Twisting the truth Into the lie Such a wonderful goodbye