all i see are waves of gray
ill take the slow ride down
to the one place
i want to lay
i want to lay

pretty girls are so pretty sometimes

Kid, don’t you know
Its not your fault
You got your whole damn life
To do what you want
Its like using a machete
To cut spaghetti
Or a butter knife
to stab someones heart

Boy, don’t you know
This worlds a joke
Told by a some dumb guy
With no mind of his own
Its like surprising a yeti
With a bowl of confetti
He’ll never get it
So whats the point?