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Disaffection
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I've managed this far
Didn't get that far
Excuses and sweet drugs
No one corners the market
Misery
There's a toll to pay for all of us
I've managed thus far
Distracted by boredom
Shouting at a screen
That'll never shout back
Maybe, someday my heart will attack
She seems disaffected
Maybe, alittle dispassionate
Leveled out like a zombie
Her perscription numbs everything
(Throwing it to the wind)
Hoping it can boomerang back
(Throwing it to the wind)
Hoping it will boomerang back
I've managed this far
Didn't get that far
On excuses and bitter drugs
No one corners the market
Misery
There's a toll to pay for all of us
I've managed thus far
(Throw it to the wind)
We need our demons
(Throw it to the wind)
As much as our angels too
(Throwing it to the wind)
Hoping it can boomerang back
(Throwing it to the wind)
Hoping it will boomerang back
"Sorry son." He says
"I've squandered every opportunity."
As he walks out the door
Only to be seen once more
Again with the same fucking story
That ends with "Sorry."
She never knew her mother
Born of death at nineteen
She can only hate herself
Over guilt she can't control
Over a scenario not her fault
(Throw it to the wind)
We need our demons
(Throw it to the wind)
As much as our angels too
(Throwing it to the wind)
Hoping it can boomerang back
(Throwing it to the wind)
Hoping it will boomerang back
