Carnival Carnivore Lyrics - Singles - Blakfish

Fuck this 

We're a bunch of pretentious pricks 

If I was sober (??) 

Do I fucking know where I fucking drink 

B-A-N-AH 

Hardcore bangs not cool 

'Cause I'm not the worst 

But I put my hands up first 

'Cause I don't know where I am 

I swear to God I cursed 

And in my (??) mental clarity my mind tells me 

I don't want the things I used to want 

There's a point to everything I've said 

Well I think it is but I'm not sure what to expect (expect, expect) 

Next 

Sweating in this waiting room 

Where I was held by breath for you 

I was passed and I sat still 

For the next time it won't happen 

But you can be assured 

There's a point to everything I've said 

Well I think it is but I'm not sure what to expect (expect, expect) 

Next 

You're so happy 

Next time I'll be yours 

You're so happy 

Next time I won't be so sure