Outline of a story-board with no idea
Head first in the shallow end
I apologize if I do not care
Busy hands keep swimming they don't like swallowing
To the abstract motor gotta make that motor hum gotta make it run
Forward seems like forever when ever is hand over hand over hand
The busy hands keeps swimming gotta make that motor hum
Get it over and done
So much for autographs, so much for apologies
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up? How does this story end?
I can't let go, I can't pretend
Very I'm so friendly, very I'm so Halloween
So this is what I wanted
Gotta keep those channels clean and other sobering themes
I'm drowning by numbers my halo is bent it's a fat fucking lie
And so the abstract motor gives in
It says, at least I tried, at least I tried
So much for autographs, so much for apologies
So much for the promises I never intended to keep
How does it all add up? How does this story end?
I can't let go, I can't pretend
I can't let go, I can't pretend