Kaizo Slumber again
I hate the taste of mediocrity
The bitter smell of burning plastic
The flaming out of another shitty lounge act
I just can't fizzle out
My ego wouldn't handle it well
I poured my blood into the sound
But what if my blood isn't good enough to sell?
♪
I'd hate to be a passing novelty
My art phoned-in a-what could've been
Flavour of the month, a master of none
One hit wonder, another fucking blunder
Chew me up and spit me out
Stick the remains under the table
Dried up and forgotten about
A truly stupid and humiliating end
I won't let you drown me out
My ego wouldn't handle it well
I poured my blood into the sound
But what if my blood isn't good enough to sell
♪
I'd hate to be a passing novelty
My art phoned-in a-what could've been'
Flavour of the month, a master of none
One hit wonder, another fucking blunder
I'd hate to be a passing novelty
My art phoned-in, a-what could've been'
Flavour of the month, a master of none
One hit wonder, another fucking blunder
♪
No one's ever dreamed of typing at a desk
No one's ever dreamed of being 12th best
No one's ever dreamed of rotting in their nest
No one's ever dreamed of being 38th best
No one's ever dreamed of being 12th best
No one's ever dreamed of rotting in their nest
No one's ever dreamed of being 38th best