Now I know why

You are the way you are

Youll see the air

The tactful past



Which is more forgiving

Than these last moments



We are the last of your faithful, well, friends

We love the crash that accompanies epiphany



You dont have low self esteem

You dont have any self esteem at all



You float around, dont touch the ground

What little confidence you had

Is melting away



We are the last of your faithful, well, friends

We love the crash that accompanies epiphany



I refuse to lose control

You do look handsome under wal-mart lights though...