Payoff - Holy Sons

I spent my time and too much stress

Staring at horizons, when I wanna eject

It made me mad, never thought I’d get madder

But I’m madder still

Still looking for the payoff

Still looking for the payoff, looking for the payoff

But the payoff eludes

And there’s never any resting, relaxing, or loving

And I’m writing from your eyes, too

So I wanna get loaded, gotta find release

While more and more die

Don’t make any loud noises

While I’m looking for the payoff, looking for the payoff

While I’m looking for the payoff

I’m mentally prepared

All I’ve gotta do is waste away

All I’ve gotta do is waste away

I’m mentally prepared

All I’ve gotta do is waste away