Hello, irony, my friend
What's today's wise words?
Your comfort's hollow
Now will you tell me that it's gonna be allright?
Like day turns into night?
I'll prove you wrong
Dreaming myself to death
Blinded by feelings I've made up
Grinding anxiety
Is making me feel like I'm choking
Ira quod despero my lovely gift from you
My hour is dark as always, sir
Now shove that dirt out of your pot
Your shit out of your slot
And walk away
Dreaming myself to death
Blinded by feelings I've made up
Grinding anxiety
Is making me feel like I'm choking
credits
from No,
released July 9, 2010
Guest atmospheric guitar solo by Ricky Lindén