Frustration - Crease

I’ve got no expectations

I complicate the complications

I’ve got no objection to whatever’s going on

Filled with anticipation

I decorate with decoration

Try hard to be the focus of it all

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don’t believe you

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Life is the slowest form of suicide

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

I truly miss the sensation

I stimulate the stimulation

Hard not to miss the way you rub me wrong

When is my expiration?

I fascinate my fascination

I can’t believe I’m hanging on this long

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don’t believe you

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Life is the slowest form of suicide

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don’t believe you

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Life is the slowest form of suicide

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Now I deny all allegations

I instigate the altercations

I’m always right or wrong, most never wrong

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don’t believe you

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Life is the slowest form of suicide

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Tell me you want me, 'cause I don’t believe you

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)

Life is the slowest form of suicide

Feel the frustration — (I feel the frustration)