Moment Passed

Driving in my car, eating breakfast on the go

I've got dry skin and dandruff and lo and behold

I announce my arrival in a snowstorm of dead skin and crumbs

Standing in line to pretend I'm fine

Trying to appear like my conscience is clear

I'm nodding along and grinning through my bleeding gums

Maybe we should figure out how long this lasts?

When we pull the trigger or has the moment passed?

When my dull opinions are mirrored back at me

I feel real, I feel safe, I feel dangerous and free

But I am a man devoid of original thought

This house is cold and it smells like mould

The foundations crumble but I mustn't grumble

Come on, I'm ready, hit me with all that you've got

Maybe we should figure out how long this lasts?

When we pull the trigger or has the moment passed?