Trade in value ten thirty eight
Fat blood moon crushing in the sky
King's Quest IV fading CRT monitor
Dream-laden arcade burning behind
Watching Lindsay Lohan before cocaine
Mom and dad trying hard to stay up late
Icy road form unascertained
10:38, traveling out to Van Alstyne
You're wrong, you're wrong, you're wrong, I don't mean a thing
Yet you saved me from that fire
I know, I know, I know you don't have to try your best
You do everything alright
Don't say, don't say, don't say I won't fade away
Police may be right outside
And kill, and kill, and kill the best version of myself
Aging actor has no lines
I think I still smile more now
When Mojave three played, she started to cry, and the sun reflected her young teardrops, like glitter in her eyes
Then sparks on sunshine road repeat again and again
Condensed into one time
It's a waste things aren't youth now
Humor so fun
Sure proving hard to see
Say I have no soul
And you laugh cause of what I look like
The page I read
With a foreword that reads
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I swear I know now, everything I felt
And after all this time, I'm a piece of shit
And after all I tried, and there's nothing left
Was it all just wasted time?