Thee Srum Proggitt

"You could have killed me" The charge has blown the last door With pine over complain Well, that bridge never knew what the hell hit it And now you just look insane Took another header on your part What is it we've learned from this? Picking glass shards from your face Pretending that you're proud of it Mopping the floor with your pride Dropping friends off at your side Not prepared to say goodbye Nowhere near finished the ride Took another header on your part What is it we've learned from this? Picking glass shards from your face Pretending that you're proud of it And then what was the answer Of what you asked before? You knew all along, man It's a ship not built to end too well Staring at a blank slate of nothing Knowing it's all been said before Drowning in a flask of confusion Picking up your guts off the floor These things bleed through everything But nothing breathes through cellophane Mopping the floor with your pride Dropping friends off at your side Not prepared to say goodbye Nowhere near finished the ride Mopping the floor with your pride Dropping friends off at your side Not prepared to say goodbye Nowhere near finished the ride