Cohesive, but pick apart this Catharsis dreams, its all we see Cant win Got sin, still a god send It's atrocious Fighting if overindulgent or giving emotion Wont stop The ugly We don't ask for help In circles holding on to waste, what am I about? Never really that keen We've got our own goals like english football teams What am I to say? Better at taking the piss than taking the blame Could tell you the good Could show you the bad But this Is the ugly