Farewell Video (MV)

I swear these walls do have ears
Paint is peeling from all that it hears
But those chips of paint are falling to the floor
Dropping like your morals and them drawls
And I said "farewell, farewell sobriety"
She cried "fare weathered, is the life that you will lead"
Things are rarely fine, and I won't sell you the time
No more bullshit lines because it won't ease your mind
Your envy called attention to itself
Distressed from everything you could never see yourself
But it's not what you leave in; it's what you leave out
That's going to leave you filled with fear and doubt
And I said "farewell, farewell sobriety"
She cried "fare weathered, is the life that you will lead"
Things are rarely fine, and I won't sell you the time
No more bullshit lines because it won't ease your mind
Things are rarely fine, and I won't sell you the time
No more bullshit lines because it won't ease your mind