Fine Dining - Surefire

I’m sick of holding my own hand lately, I’ve been growing bored of my plan

A yes, no, not a maybe is all that I ask

Why do those little things never go my way

Its all those little things that stay the same

Its not hard to believe in the same thing but its hard to pretend

Whatever I say don’t take into any offense

Not that big a deal but I want you to know

Don’t wanna have go through all of this alone

So how do I figure this out

No doubt I’ll be your only thrill

Scream shout get it all out

For now try to keep your legs still

Verse II:

So do you want it to end like this?

Everybody is feeling like they don’t exist

Your minds flooded with thoughts and your hearts on fire

Just go with what’s wrong go with all you desire