Blind Mice Lyrics

I did not RSVP

To the pity party

So kindly remove

My name from

The gift registry

So melancholy,

But at least

I wear my misery

Gracefully

Color me troubled

But spare me

The train wreck

Stuck saying

"Let the lost

Get lost" &

"Learn to enjoy losing"

Color me troubled but spare me the train wreck.

I'm already miles from home

Can't imagine a better place to be

Never a dull moment

When you rewrite

Your own history

Adrift on a sea of vagueness

And these idle hands

Are groping me

Into another

Longwinded backstory

We're no better

We're no worse

We're no worse for wear

We're no better

We're no worse

We're no worse for where

We are

But we're worse for where

We aren't

Let the lost

Stay lost

(With a head full of booze and less than choice narcotic, I don't agree with your words, but your voice is so hypnotic)

Let the lost

Stay lost

The old haunts

Have lost their spirits

If the corners of time

Could collect dust

We'd be up to our gills

In mites.

Kids these days

Live fast

Die fast

Leave a fast fucking corpse

The old dead

Must make way

For the young dead

And let the lost

Stay lost

The old dead

Must make way

For the young dead

I set these wheels in motion

Knowing the tracks led straight to a wall

I could jump ship

With no consideration

For anyone at all.

Derail! Derail! Derail! Derail!

Once again

I put down

The death wish

I'm pretty sure

Hell can wait

I'm still tossing

My heart and chasing

With my eyes

Closed.