Well that's just too bad isn't it
Thinking you're so original
Lyrics from blindly suffering
The same exact thing 20 times
Here in this small black book of mine
Kind words and softly smothering
We're poison, pure poison, we're poison
Push through the doubt and double down
Since what went down in another town
What you signed up for is such a drag
The same exact thing 20 times
Here in this small black book of mine
Glass houses falling through the cracks
What did you expect, what did you think
Coming for your neck, no real meaning