The Story So Far

Ive seen failure and he's not pretty,
And yeah,
Ive met death.
But at least Grim's interesting.

Cause I cry at night,
And thats not right.

So Drink in these fumes,
Sobrieties a sin in this generation.

And love at this point seems
An abstract idea.
Its such a pity;
That she feels this way,
Cause im so ready,
For more than a story in the closet.

And...
Are we really feeling this?

Because we cry at night,
It just seems so right in the light...

The morning sun,
Washes away this regret.
And these streets dont quite feel the same anymore.

Amidst all of this;
I just sit and watch,
As time flies by in a blur of faces,
And the disgust builds and builds,
In places like this its hard to smile.