Killing Caroline - En Route To Oblivion текст песни

It underlies, it crucifies,
they undermind,
tonight I undefine

They lie
How they lie

A shot past twelve
and I lose my nerve
A pill perscribed so
I can get what I deserve

It infatuates, then permeates
They agitate;
tonight I elevate

I wait
How I wait

A shot past twelve
and I lose my nerve
Feels good to be proof
that you get what you deserve

One more cheer for good time's sake
I think maybe I'm lost
Can you pass me one more
pointed word you worthless waste of

Time

Time, wind down