The Futile

Shit!
Nothing makes sense
So I won't think about it
I'll go with the ignorance
Eat, sleep, fuck and flee
In four words, that's me
I am full of indifference

What do the old people teach us but how to die?
(Die!) die (die!)
What do those hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?

Yeah, the futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful
Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful
Futile, the futile, the futile, so, futile, the futile, the

Taste, I have no taste
I don't like these tiny portions with your artful abortions of sound
Sealed with a kiss, slathered in the sauce sarcastic
So go choke on your irony

What do the old people teach us but how to die?
(Die!) die (die!) die
What do your hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?

Yeah, the futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful
Futile, the futile, it outweighs the beautiful
Futile, the futile, the futile, so

I'm eating rat poison for dinner
Pull the cord from the phone, I am dining alone
Tonight, rat poison for dinner
Pull the cord from the phone, I am dining alone
So goodnight

Love!
I shall not love
Yet I'll still sing about it
Hope it covers the ocean in slime
The drama and drool
I'm leaking the blood of a fool
(I'm full of it, I'm full of it, I'm full!)

Rat poison for dinner
Pull the cord from the phone, I am dining alone
Tonight, rat poison for dinner
Pull the cord from the phone, I am dining alone
Tonight
Oh, I am dining alone tonight
Tonight, tonight
Oh yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Max Bemis
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