Desperate days When solutions are sold for a price too high for the exit stage Can't wait for long All that my past would tell Could see all the silence plain as day Plan until the end I won't defend The altercations all fade Spin out of control Like all the tolls that I expected to pay As madness settles in... comfort yourself Grant us our subsidy Our contentiousness failed Passed along Decedents of the acts themselves No sense in rising up When deceptions gone I said You said We said Kept a log of every exclamation saved Startled at the truth I might get old anyway The coefficients off Save for the life ahead me No sound can cull a tendency to react to some but disregard the ending scene Plan until the end I won't pretend the occupations are sane Feel out of control I can't emote The expiration is real... comfort yourself Resolve to fail Makes sense if you're sitting still Seal off all cares Shame, I selfishly will not feel safe