Bored

I am as pissed as my cat

I'm not impressed with your melody it's so routine I should be getting paid for this

So unfamaliar with this lingo. So extra

So caught in my throat. So

Take the premonitions that you never could let go.

Pedal to the metal let them fly out the window.

Spin around. Fall Down. Sick of the echo now.

I think it's time we burned this down.

I guess I've heard this before.

I guess I'm probably just bored.

Somebody wake me up when this show is over.