our life is a vanity
and advice, it can not be obtained
ain't my problem
ache for something true
do i think about it, no
i like it cold
and i keep it quiet
we don't talk about it because it never happened
we're all part of a self-destructive tradition
proponents of a policy of fission
we take just as we're given
and ask me if i care
each failure leads to it's own inherent doom
don't don't don't do not be forever
wishing for another time and place
it speaks of something wrong
you can't finish it
anything we could be anything
including that which you would most hate to be
it's a part of a self-destructive tradition
proponents of a policy of fission
we take just as we're given
oh, ask me if i care
each failure leads to its own inherent doom
advice never helped my heart or my wrists
my throat has never ached like this
i cry for the cold and what i know
changes
like a part of the next best thing
to being a part of anything at all
we are part of what keeps our conscience at bay
a part of it feeling good to say
fucking ask me if i care
i saw you dying with a smile on your face
i said come along we'll sink through this place