Hartman has a terrible name for a man.
I've got to say, good luck with that.
I'm tired of screaming to the same incest
Maybe if we rearrange this place
We'd find some space to breathe
Face it, it hurts to learn you've been wrong all this time
A process that's as fragile as dismantling the mind
I don't claim the answers, but you're made of stone
If you know what's right, then tell me why the ocean's near the shore
It can't be creation with no sign of intent
So wrapped up in your living proof that dies as you descend
Rebel, you've too much faith in those who seek control
Revise, why focus on the receiving end of lies?
Is this it?
Is this it?
Action to destructions that are made to amplify
I understand the anger by your candor
Jeez, you must be * high
I'm giving up tonight
I'm giving up tonight