Standard (EADGBE)

Waking from napping with a bad taste in your mouth

Wishing you were sleeping you don't want to leave the house

Dripping from your dreaming of a habit you renounced

Get out of bed, please go away,

Get out, get out,

get out

You see a liar in the mirror he's sneering in that way

That makes you feel unsafe, insane, and you hate to see his face

You punch the mirror to shut him up but he won't go away

He just multiplies, intensifies

He's twenty tiny


Is it getting better?

Its really getting worse

I'll give a thousand apologies

For a thousand hurts

The forest is on fire but we're gonna let it burn

We're controlling it, we've got it handled

Thanks for your