Too much going on I can't refrain, can't live inside my brain
No fucked up parchment journal can satisfy the insane or the pain
As I watch you scream the good night away
There is something in the air
That makes everyone I love stop caring
Maybe it's that they care so much
The body runs apart on itself after art and misery
Have had their famous cup of tea
An eternity of apathy doesn't sound so bad to me
Give me more on the next dreadful subject of the day
Pills save you from ills, less you melt away
This is so brilliantly on time all the handmade figures they are blind
Never mind what the bottle says
There is something in the air
That makes everyone I love stop caring
Maybe it's that they care so much
The body runs apart on itself after art and misery
Have had their famous cup of tea
An eternity of apathy doesn't sound so bad to me
But I still feel light though darkest first on the screen
You will go on, there is always on it seems
The end of your world won't be the end of your song
Not like it was for so long
There is something in the air
That makes everyone I love stop caring
Maybe it's that they care so much
The body runs apart on itself after art and misery
Have had their famous cup of tea
An eternity of apathy doesn't sound so bad to me
