Chapter 15: Sum'en Broken

L’avare ou l’avoine, lovin’ or luxury Gaze at it, feed Head on a swivel and me the spine on a magazine Intentionally, I’m conditioned To sleep on ambition then swerve The devil I serve’s my optical nerve All that I see I consume Except you and me in the room Plucked out of nothing Lowered and buried in nothing In the middle why I did nothing Trade it all for a little more I trade it all for a little more La peur ou la peine Bottle that energy, numb it to sleep Ignore the shit you would see Hold it or in the sink No difference to me I could agonize the price of pride for you Apologize that I’d never do Appalling eyes In my head, a view Odd’s soul imposing on someone new Plucked out of nothing Lowered and buried in nothing In the middle why I did nothing Trade it all for a little more I trade it all for a little more Le mort ou le moine Modeled my misery Made it look sweet Tune in the following week Get a fucken deadbeat You stuck with me I would mention you with such intention to Clean up instead. Be a part of you Promises broken and never do Settle for hope you’re not broken too Plucked out of nothing Lowered and buried in nothing In the middle why I did nothing Trade it all for a little more I trade it all for a little more I trade it all for a little more And get high but never higher and get laid but never loved I trade it all for a little more Open the door Open the door Open the door Open the door Open the door Open the door Open the door Open the daw