This process reeks of sh**
This handshake smells of vomit
This kiss burns the lips
I love you all, and I'm ashamed of it
What's the point if no-one's watching
Now sweating and hateful and frightful and hopeful
I'm riding the train and thinking about d**h - it's fairly pathetic
I'm embarra**ed about it, but I'll get there with or without your help
Brave horizons? What horizons?
Why do you still keep your hands in the air?
I would love to tell you everything
I would tell you everything
If it wasn't the same old f**ing story
I'm sorry
Our hands are clean
Perhaps not mine
A tomb to share
And don't claw out
What the f** did we do to deserve this?
This isn't a gift, it's a burden
This isn't for friends, it's for hermits
This isn't the end it's our birthday
What the f** did we do to deserve this?
This isn't a joy, it's a f**ing car crash
It's painful enough without the tinnitus
This isn't the end, this isn't the end
I'm ashamed of it
This isn't the end