The Slanderous Clientele Lyrics - No Fun At All

Looking across the room and I can't respire 

I got to get out so maybe I should set a fire 

Holding my tongue and waiting for the perfect reason 

It's hard when your nerves are down for the season 

This all time low, it's everything I never wanted 

Redundant show, they're nagging a hole in my beautiful head 

This all time low is everything to the slanderous clientele 

Shaking a hand and mumbling that it's a pleasure 

The faces I see are vague and hard to remember 

Talking of this and that but it's going nowhere 

They're saying the same words over and over and over