Autopassion - The Library

Every time we took it over in here
Is to insult all of my efforts here
I can't dissappear

Under the knife
I don't think I'll last long in this fight
Circular and cannot turn it right
In pursuit of nothin'

Stop for a thought
We have both been sitting here too long
Trading blow for blow and snapping jaws
In pursuit of nothin'

I'm pullin' my hair
I'm mad for no reason
Your teeth smile, dear lies

And yea, my friends they're trying to all the time
But it's never the right kind of compromise
Oh, yea my friends, they can't do anything right
Sit still and breathe, maybe at the same time

I'd like to say I've got some time on my hands
That truth be told I really never had
Why am I stayin' right here
So you can run it off
And just to see it, let's do a test
Just to see who has been insulted best
I can't make myself clear

I'm scraping the walls
I'm mad for no reason

Oh, yea my friends, they can't do anything right
Sit still and breathe, maybe at the same time
Yea my friends, they're all such good friends of mine
That motherfucker thought he should be satisfied