Nick Nassab - Amends Lyrics

Holding ample time to be swollen
Praise your unfit mind, wasting time in odd despair
That's how we were found in the downtown
Waiting on your lies, bolted eyes, and rock filled pants

Is it time to make amends?
I'm deranged and under kept
We don't want a wold of lost flesh
They just want a way to balance it
Every other day's like on the grind
I just want a girl who's lost her mind
Thinking on a cold, damp day
Waiting for the time to send things on

In the hours of your stalling
I've been undermined and criticized for things not there
Oddly days have turned to nothing
Waiting for the time and that's just fine, but I'm not there

Is it time to waste a stare on a day that wasn't fair?
We don't want a world of lost flesh
They just want a way to balance it
Every other day's like a ghost town
Streets empty no one's around
Did they ever make it far west?
Will they ever learn to send things on?