P. R. W. G.
Oxy
Waiting down the line I see that everything is fucking fine
find a way to sympathize while you’re here wasting my wine
Foolish games I feel we’re playing darts for a while
Seating on my desk I wish to cut all this historic time
But, yes, you shut
Yes, you shut up all my mind
Yes, you shut
Yes, you shut up my mind
All this ignorance
The cars keep passing one by one I count it
all this patience that I won’t need, won’t have
Can keep it coming
But for my regrets I feel like we don’t trust, can’t trust no one
When I see those rats I just keep thinking we should start a warning
But, yes, you shut
Yes, you shut up all my mind
Yes, you shut
Yes, you shut up my mind
Wasting my wine
I’m not feeling fine
I feel like we’ll die
Voting for more lies