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