Outline of a story-board with no idea Head first in the shallow end I apologize if I do not care Busy hands keep swimming they don't like swallowing To the abstract motor gotta make that motor hum gotta make it run Forward seems like forever when ever is hand over hand over hand The busy hands keeps swimming gotta make that motor hum Get it over and done So much for autographs, so much for apologies So much for the promises I never intended to keep How does it all add up? How does this story end? I can't let go, I can't pretend Very I'm so friendly, very I'm so Halloween So this is what I wanted Gotta keep those channels clean and other sobering themes I'm drowning by numbers my halo is bent it's a fat fucking lie And so the abstract motor gives in It says, at least I tried, at least I tried So much for autographs, so much for apologies So much for the promises I never intended to keep How does it all add up? How does this story end? I can't let go, I can't pretend I can't let go, I can't pretend