the surfaces shimmerand i shine back dulli hate all my friends when i'm all aloneno time for the eveningthe daytime's just noiseoh what i wouldn't give to be a beautiful boythe moon makes its sad arcand always finds me sleepingi'm tired of these karmic revelationsthe things that only i knowso pour me a ribbon of goldi'm done planning on sufferingso i suffer no moreshe's a bit mysticshe sleeps to my leftthough i'd sworn love was gunned downtonight i'm a witnessbut life keeps on piling upand i keep trying to live some dreambut no one warned me employmentwas a wasting disease