Annulment

Complacency Is it too late now to stay quiet? Fall asleep But to me, you're placed on consignment All these things we do Slowly become habits All these things we do Slowly becoming habits All we are is dying All we were is dying [?] [?] So blame it on the bulls Blame it on the drink Blame it on the [?] You know, the brakes they You don't know yourself Then how could you know anyone else besides yourself? Well how could you name anyone else besides yourself?