Sorry grace you're almost a shadow faking the sorrow turn on the cancer show
What a sad parade we're all confined to staying in and bored in the evening slacker
Complexion playing a chokebore song what a sad excuse
We have for living slow down slow down you lost me you lost me now twenty years
And no one to talk to nothing to tell you I'll write it all down instead
What I'd say if I could argue more I try to paint or write or surprise you
But I got no soul and I've had a life too priceless and sublime slow down you lost me
