So, Im just the medicine
You take when youre sick
You get well and thats it
Im put back on the shelf in your mirror
And it isnt exceptional
The course of our fate
So people love and they hate
And I guess its just our turn to hate
Yeah, you were just some song I wrote
A poem on a page
A sculpture I made out of clay
Desire was the flame
But now youre more of a basketball
Boys just pass you around
They bounce you hard on the ground
And dribble, and then we all get high fives
And you think Im an asshole now
Well, youre probably right
But at least Im not blind
To the facts Ive been wishing were lies
But still I hope you get everything
That you care to possess
And unbelievable sex
With him or any one of my friends
But just dont ask about my appetite
I didnt lose it tonight
No, its been gone half my life
Its just act, Ive been eating for you
Artist: Lucius
Artist: Frank Sinatra
Artist: Kataklysm