All of my dreams tear at the seams
Frayed all over the place
Thought it was good
Everything where it should be around me
All that depends on where it ends, it ends
Did you pretend or maybe not comprehend
Procrastination, baby
Are you agitated lately
"Cut it up, it's fucked" you say, it's useless
Just a couple figures for the different uses
Here it comes, the sum of all excuses
Easier to stay, the old refuses
Spread it thin, make it bend
Help me save him, make the ends
I got things to feed, to reimburse
And he's sick, I'm alone and it's getting worse
"Today, today" you say, it's useless
Just a couple figures for the different uses
Here it comes, the sum of all excuses
Where did you think I got these bruises
