5 to 9

[Verse 1]

This grin is shit-eating and fleeting like a catamaran

It fits me better than a smile on a dead man

Watch the hands of the ticking clock for emotional rock

[Chorus]

I've strangled necks of ages with the fabric of new words

The bar withstood the raising, which taste makers allowed

One fire to block the exit, two palms to block the sound

As each bulb smashed from the ceiling at the lighthouse

[Verse 2]

And with the weight of a monolith perched on a guiltless chest

Once a witness you can't shake the thought of 15 year old dick ornaments

On kabuki faced jocks hair-sprayed up the ass

Wide open, inviting the next pop rock star asshole

[Bridge]

Well, I won't be failed anymore

And I won't play fair anymore

All eyes are on the lighthouse collapsing

[Chorus]

I've strangled necks of ages with the fabric of new words

The fires were amazing, why would you put those out?

And what the gun was not erasing, these bare hands snuffed right out

When each bulb smashed from the ceiling at the lighthouse

[Outro]

You won't be failed anymore