Endtime Friendtime - Ode To That Son Of A Bitch Lyrics

Getting tired of your mayday
Burdens become payday
Through the glass
Ain't the best
That we could do
Blending in with the
Crowd it seems
Those of little means
Find their own ways
To get through
Serated separation
Different equation
Specified by what
They think you should
Stumbled into
The happenstance
While counting on your trance
Left to wonder
If they would
Switching out the pleasantries
For substance
Climb this break to the top
Forgot the relevance
Got nothing nice to say
Then don't say nothing nice
Told that we'll sufferever
Without the ticket price
We're crawling out the doors
They leave us stuck behind
Breaking down the walls
Beyond their finish line
Shed the sham
And leave em
In the hell fire
Something grows
That no push
Could ever tire
Oh no
On down the
Channel we go
I'll take a spear
To that whale
With fateful bend
In the sail
We'll gain the edge
To the knife
Their takings
Done in the light
This ain't no kind
Of farewell
Oh to the day
That they fell
Designated future
Sewn into the suture
Carefully they
Color you their fool
Didn't realize that's how
But then it's too late now
The distraction
Cuts from the spool
Moving through your doubt
Radiate without
The ones who
Thought you'd never show
Gonna lay it down for good
Shattered where they stood
Dragged from
The landing control
Switching out the pleasantries
For substance
Climb this break to the top
Forgot the relevance
Got nothing nice to say
Then don't say nothing nice
Told that we'll sufferever
Without the ticket price
We're crawling out the doors
They leave us stuck behind
Breaking down the walls
Beyond their finish line
Shed the sham
And leave em
In the hell fire
Something grows that
No push could ever tire
Oh no
I never asked
For this way
But thats the
Price of surprise
Flayed and thrown on display
But that's the
Price of the vice
I'm just a little behind
I didn't stray
From the path
The screw continues to wind
Atop it's ignorant wrath