Man of the Year (Tree City Sessions)

Eyes down, don't you gaze on others, pay no mind to hopeful lovers

Promise to be faithful when you go

Don't be alarmed to discover, siren songs can pull you under

Promise to be faithful when you go

On the seas of mass temptation, keep your course of moderation

Promise to be faithful when you go

And if you prove a lying coward, feel the wrath of higher powers

Promise to be faithful when you go, go, go, go

Go, go, go, go, go

Fade

Writhe, crash, peel

I'm feeling it, the feel of it, the wheel can turn, the wick is lit

I feel like something, before I feel like nothing

Crawling through the clouds that morph into mouths

Agree to be swallowed, ignore being hollowed out

Facilitate the power trip, I like to watch you deal with it

Savor every little bit of knowledge you obtain

Don't you hurt me again

Pride, feed me pride, I'm fiending

My mind and my body won't be able to take the pain

You can never ever diss on this dick, you can barely even write this shit

I'd rather you were dead

More, give it more conejo

Than lying, cheating, draining my patience away

Eyes down, don't you gaze on others, pay no mind to vicious lovers

I think you're perfect, I'm worth it

Yeah, I deserve to be a servant

When you go, go, go, go

Act so blind to rediscover, siren songs can pull you under

I think you're perfect, I'm worth it

Yeah, I deserve to be a servant

When you go, go, go, go, go

Say I'm worth it, I'm your person

So well-versed in, I'll immerse in you

Filled with regret, alone in the end

Barely a man, I ran from every decision

Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown

Not about to justify, don't sympathize with my meltdown

I don't need a friend, I'd rather keep it all to myself now

'Cause it's hard enough to follow up the fees of my self-doubt

I had it all in the palm of my hand

Don't have the time to start over again

I had it all in the palm of my hand

Ran out of time, now it's over

Dive through the heart of a demon (Again)

Shine a light on my kingdom portrait (Oh-oh-oh)

Fly straight over the pieces of you

Suck sludge straight through the straw, I need you (Again)

Fade

Fade (Again)

Fade

Fade, fade into the grave