Grinner

Are you suspect of my motivations yet?

It’s getting tiring, just watching all the time that you waste

You can always be king of the mess that you make

And that will leave you the single weakest link until you break

I’m gone, I’ve had enough waiting through this whole damned thing

I fear my only discourse is to die

Don’t say we didn’t have the time

Twist things until they fit right into your delusions

I’ve tried complacency and the monotony in numbing

Keep smiling, everything is crumbling behind

Left in denial until they shut you out and watch me break

I’m gone, I’ve had enough of waiting through this whole damned thing

You know my only discourse

I’ll be sleeping in my own bed when those bastards come to take me