Bye bye Billy
I guess I'll see you living through your past life, unaware of the path we lead toward desolation
The apocalypse stretched toward us so slowly, and we laughed as it swallowed us whole
And I'll be gone before the suns up
Looking for someone to finally fill my cup
Because I'm years too early, but years too late
For my rendezvous with fate
SO WHAT DOES ANYTHING MEAN?
Am I struggler? is it my destiny to see that perfect scene happen for everyone but me?
And this monotony will kill me faster than a speeding truck
So take this page out from my memory
Some bullshit picture of what we could be
And now I've run out of words to express this
Not having known I was doomed to live a life of hazy wonder
Wondering what to do
And now I've fallen backward in time and I'm running out of half assed rhymes
