Volumes of thought race through
simplistic, conniving minds.
Communique sport is a ravishing trip.
Up with conundrum a rhetorical script.
Old school politics are long since forgotten,
but the river is rising up over its banks.
And soon all will know desolation’s foul scent!
So bring us your poor, your weak and your masses.
We'll dash them with words,
without batting an eyelash.

Volumes of thought race through
simplistic, conniving minds.
Communique sport is a ravishing trip.
Up with conundrum a rhetorical script.
Old school politics are long since forgotten,
but the river is rising up over its banks.
And soon all will know desolation’s foul scent!
So, bring us your poor, your weak and your masses.
We'll dash them with words,
without batting an eyelash!

Volumes of thought race through
double tongued lips.

Communique sport a ravishing
trip.

Up with conundrum a rhetorical
script.

Old school poitics forgotten long
since.

But the river is rising up over it's
banks.

And soon all will know desolations
foul stench!

So bring us your poor, your weak and
your masses.

We'll dash them to pieces with the
words that we speak!

Volumes of thought race through
double tongued lips.

Communique sport a ravishing
trip.

Up with conundrum a rhetorical
script.

Old school poitics forgotten long
since.

But the river is rising up over it's
banks.

And soon all will know desolations
foul stench!

So bring us your poor, your weak and
your masses.

We'll dash them to pieces with the
words that we speak!

3am came late again
My tongue feels like a root
I thought about the summer past
and youth, now lost and destitute

A glass of water woke my teeth
My vocal cords were freed
There grew three words from blossomed lips
"I miss you" fell like sterile seeds

And once again, came salted rain
My slippers shuffled through
Yes, 3am came late again
When I remember you.

3am came late again
My tongue feels like a root
I thought about the summer past
and youth, now lost and destitute

A glass of water woke my teeth
My vocal cords were freed
There grew three words from blossomed lips
"I miss you" fell like sterile seeds

And once again, came salted rain
My slippers shuffled through
Yes, 3am came late again
When I remember you.

3am came late again
My tongue feels like a root
I thought about the summer past
and youth, now lost and destitute

A glass of water woke my teeth
My vocal cords were freed
There grew three words from blossomed lips
"I miss you" fell like sterile seeds

And once again, came salted rain
My slippers shuffled through
Yes, 3am came late again
When I remember you.

Would you miss me
If I disappeared today
Would it even matter
If I let it end this way

When I was a small child
I cried and cried for you
Guess not much changed
I always did, and I still do

Even after everything I've done
Still trying to get your attention
I might as well give up now
Because that's a lifelong mission

You say that you do love me
You say you would die for me
Instead you only see through
All I'm begging for you to see

Would you miss me
If I disappeared today
Would it even matter
If I let it end this way

When I was a small child
I cried and cried for you
Guess not much changed
I always did, and I still do

Even after everything I've done
Still trying to get your attention
I might as well give up now
Because that's a lifelong mission

You say that you do love me
You say you would die for me
Instead you only see through
All I'm begging for you to see

Would you miss me
If I disappeared today
Would it even matter
If I let it end this way

When I was a small child
I cried and cried for you
Guess not much changed
I always did, and I still do

Even after everything I've done
Still trying to get your attention
I might as well give up now
Because that's a lifelong mission

You say that you do love me
You say you would die for me
Instead you only see through
All I'm begging for you to see