Comedy of Errors

There's a filth on me that I cannot clean, and there's a shame in me that is seldom seen, I'm the thick, stale breath of self abhorrence, masticated for a day and ensconced between, plague-ridden body, yellow teeth, my eye lids weigh me down and I'm succumb to sleep
If I'd permit myself the time, but procrastination is most beguiling in the night

I discover how full of shit I really am, devoid of a moral compass or a viable plan
Grain of salt, grain of sand, all is for nothing, nothing at all
I can't trust myself to suffer the fall

The smoke stains my skin
Permeates through my pores, solidify my ire into a cancerous ore
It sits right in my stomach
It claws at my throat
I'm retching by the hour
I'm all alone

There's a filth on me that I cannot clean, and there's a shame in me that is seldom seen, I'm the thick, stale breath of self abhorrence, masticated for a day and ensconced between yellow teeth

Teeth
Yellow teeth

I discover how full of shit I really am, devoid of a moral compass or a viable plan
Grain of salt, grain of sand, all is for nothing, nothing at all
I can't trust myself to suffer the fall

My love's repugnance was hard earned
And my friends slander was well deserved
With a weary gait, worn knees give way to the cynicism, all melts away in the flame
And all else melts away in the cynic flame, I'm burning

An epidemic of ignorance spreads through the youth
But you'll feign indifference, undermine the truth, so you've got the vision, then pave the way, for the next new noise to take conjectures place
Take the sordid place
An epidemic of ignorance spreads through the youth
But you'll feign indifference, undermine the truth, so you've got the vision, then pave the way, for the next new noise to take conjectures place
Take it