Set OurselvesUp - Aking

In a moment of lucidity I gave up

I wasn’t ever cut out for this stuff

I’m always suckered into going out

With open rubber arms

I embrace the opportunity to drown out

A widespread lunacy

My voice of reason is only misleading me

Cutting corners through the hard lines

Sitting tight until the ambulance arrives

Like beggars caught in the headlights

We set ourselves up to collide

My shadow shivers

Insecurities are shut out

Safe to say that I’m shit out of luck

A strong suspicion that I’ve lost my charm

Compulsive rubber arm

It’s hard to swallow but bow or your neck will be broken

Don’t shut me up let’s work it out and I won’t breathe another word

In this unholy matrimony we cover it up and work it out