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Sensitivity deprived I can't feel a thing inside I blamed my father in my youth Now, as a father, I blame the booze I have become uncomfortably numb Sensitivity deprived (Whose ugly side is the ugliest?) All my sympathy prescribed I used to struggle in my youth (Whose hands are tied to a contortionist?) Now I'm used to struggling for two I have become uncomfortably numb The lessons are so much less obvious the further I get from home How will I exist without consequence? I'll let you know... We were gentle to begin Then I pushed you around to break you in Now whenever I try to be clear with you I only end up feeling see-through I've tried but you've won Comatose, like father like son The lessons are so much less obvious the further I get from home How will I exist? Blacked out? Redacted? I'll make new friends in the ambulance
Writer(s): Michael Kinsella, Steven Michael Holmes, Steven Joseph Lamos, Nathan Kinsella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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