Wasting Time

Beauty obscene like waves crashing Hands grasping at air and auburn hair that's spent time flashing Every bone that's not the right length or width to be worth passing Beauty obscene like fires thrashing Stuck on the wall again Like everything that he feels isn't coming from him It's a cardinal sin Dark thoughts still whispering Like every second he spends is a waste of a breath Like he's failing a test He hides In a chasm of potentiality wasting his time Trying to find any hint of the glory that nature provides He's wasting his time He's wasting his time Mmm Beauty obscene like stars glowing Infinite so sweet and passive gleams that are worth showing And eyes that used to shine as bright but now they're finally going Beauty obscene like hate growing Stuck on the wall again Like everything that he feels isn't coming from him It's cardinal sin Dark thoughts still whispering Like every second he spends is a waste of a breath Like he's failing a test He hides In a chasm of potentiality wasting his time Trying to find any hint of the glory that nature provides He's wasting his time He's wasting his time Mmm And all the times of the ones he claims that he loves With that impassioned stare And scissors to his hair He feels it's only fair That he would get to use Or transfer on abuse To anything short of a noose Oh Mmm Mmm He hides In a chasm of potentiality wasting his time Trying to find any hint of the glory that nature provides Inside With his skin and his bones And his flaws that'll show in the sun he avoids Sitting perfect and poised in the sky He's wasting his time He's wasting his time