Never thought I'd write about how I've fallennSo insincere I might as well stab myself in the facenDrag me kicking and screaming from this placenThese friends I've got you'd never think I would feel so alonenCry myself to wake, fall asleep for daysnTake a blood oath with the kitchen sinknWorthless are a memory, real only skin deepnProduct of insomnia, to fall asleepnI appreciate the genius in a metaphornIn 5 years where will it get you, a self absorbing foolnThe catastrophic wheel side reverynAm I so vane, to think you'd want to hear me?nSing of boundaries and bordersnAnd delinquent memoriesnThe catastrophic wheel side revery