Doom & Gloom

[Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
I'll have to leave just as soon as the colors begin to fade
I'll run away before lying to you becomes natural
What I had in mind was what you held against me
Give me the keys and I'll drive you insane, take apart your brain
If you ever loved me (If you ever loved me)
Never satisfied or just never coming back

[Post-Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
(Stay away from me)
No, prep him for the ghost
Let him see the ghost
(Stay away from me)
Let it in and come to terms
With what would have, could have been
(Stay away from me)
Prep him for the weight
Let him see the fate
(Stay away from me)
Fracturing relationships and isolation

[Verse 1: Tilian]
Do you wanna get mad about
All your feelings won't change the world
Do you wanna get mad about
Saying nothing, being nothing, be with someone else

[Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
I'll have to leave just as soon as the colors begin to fade
I'll run away before lying to you becomes natural
What I had in mind was what you held against me
Give me the keys and I'll drive you insane, take apart your brain
If you ever loved me (If you ever loved me)
Never satisfied or just never coming back

[Post-Chorus: Tilian, Jon Mess]
(Stay away from me)
(Stay away from me)
(Stay away from me)
No, prep him for the ghost
Let him see the ghost
(Stay away from me)
Let it in and come to terms
With what would have, could have been
(Stay away from me)
Prep him for the weight
Let him see the fate
(Stay away from me)
Fracturing relationships and isolation

[Verse 2: Jon Mess]
Before you decide that this is dated
Take me out of the equation
What was it that you most hated?
All the time that you spent waiting
When the stomach becomes the mouth
And it's spewing all its garbage out
To think before speaking
Would prevent you from the point you're making
When the stomach becomes the mouth
And it's spewing all its garbage out
To think before speaking
Would prevent you from the point you're making

[Outro: Jon Mess]
The slew of trails towards destiny
The perfect day to quit
The slew of trails in reverie
Bite my crooked shape