Tether

Why does it always

Fall on me to hold things

Together by a thread?

Oh, time...

Look at me - it isn't pretty anymore

I hope you think that I'm beautiful!

Sit back in your seats, while I offend you

With the soul you paid for

What do you think you'd get

When everyone asks too much, and I can't say no?

I'm too familiar with the atmospheric pressure

Of a gaslight stove, oh-h-h...

Ooh, I've been fuckin' patient

I've been fuckin' kind

You value existence

With number and pixels

But I'd rather hate you than lie!

Now I'm fuckin' ruthless

Now I'm fuckin' tired

I've stitched up my future

With uncommon sutures, and now

I would rather it always

Fall on me to hold things

Together by a thread

There's so much time in a day

Go on and waste it, until I'm jaded

Horrified by my display

But I'm shameless

Why does it always

Fall on me to hold things

Together by a thread?

Together by a thread!