Disarray - Low

Before it falls into total disarray

You have to learn to live a different way

Too late to look back on apocryphal verse

And to be something the unkinder have worse

This evil spirit, man it’s bringing me down

It tells me not to do the things that I shall

It graduated to the back of the bus

They say you let it in when you turn the trust

Not up for question, it’s not even a thought

Another portrait you can hang on the wall

Dissolve into a state of awful inverse

The truth is not something that you have not heard

This evil spirit, man it’s bringing me down

It tells me not to do the things that I shall

It graduated to the back of the bus

They say you let it in when you turn the trust