My misconception has got me nowhere so far,
and it's too late; were too far away from light.
These games just make me sick and tired of everything.
I know that I don't need this, so I'll act like I don't really care.
I'll finish what I started.
We've come so far just to hit a brick wall.
Your words drenched in forgiveness, dripping with chemicals.
If only you could take it all in.
I'll call poison control.
