Buying Some Goodwill

Everything

Everybody has got something to say to me

To distract from, from moral ambivalence

Aren't you tired of your fucking shit?

So profound

I've pronounced everybody else's thoughts

Or were you too drunk you forgot?

Why do you have to be so simple?

It's the part of me that keeps me holy

Why do you have to be so simple?

It's the part of me that keeps me holy