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I'm waiting for the rain to stop

Because the garbage is piling up

The fewer things that I know about, the less that I destroy

Nothing matters to me anyway

Put it together and throw it away

It's not my job to clean up the mess, it's not my job to care

I can't see straight, cause I don't act right

I can't think straight, cause I don't look right

It's not too late, but nothing feels right

What did I say? Or did I hear right?

It's not my fault that they weren't there

It makes it harder to figure it out

The night is flying by and there's nothing left to do

The garbage scatters in every way

The mess is larger from day to day

I'm getting tired but I can't sleep, it's gone too far to stop

Falling down through the flames

Here we are in the darkness

It's a waste, throw it away

Now make haste, fucking go