Lyrics Properly Balanced

Small bolts of blood shoot across
The circumference, of his, of his eyes
It smelled of fish piss puke and garbage
Sidewalk cooking underneath the sunrise
It's getting old now
It's getting old now
It's getting old

[Chorus:]
Don't call me when you're moods
I'm properly balanced
Cuz I was there now for the worst part of this

Conjured confidence walks the sidewalk
Holding his breath as the garbage truck passes by
His breath now breathes unfullfilment
Which for a moment he just pushes aside

It's getting old now
It's getting old now
It's getting old

Instincts read the buckling seams and stitches Over the wealth of, the healthy and the Uninterested

[Chorus][x2]

I twitch and cling to these, these images that I Foreseen I jump at any noise that the night, the Night will bring

I don't wanna hear I don't wanna hear I don't Wanna hear it anymore
[Repeat]

Conjured confidence walks the sidewalk
holding his breath as it all passes by
[Repeat]

I don't wanna hear I don't wanna hear I don't wanna hear it anymore
[Repeat]