Landmines

She wants to drink at every bar
Can't afford it, she's sleeping in her car
He plays bass guitar in a rock band
Dreams to find a love to hold his hand
They choose life through altered means
Their friend loves them, look at how she breathes
Thinking why? Existential thoughts
Call them but you're running out of luck

And it pains to say
Love has gone away
I know it kills inside
Thinking that you are a loner

Fate
What a lame excuse to make
Pass the blame onto the fake

Shave your head to feel alive
She got bored so she did it several times
He gets high on a student loan
Hope it's not because feels alone

And I cannot pray
For the love you've saved
It's already dead
But you are convinced it's

Fate
What a lame excuse to make
Pass the blame onto the fake
Just pretend it's a mistake
That grows til everyone's insane

(Oh fuck)

Listen up, you innocents
Inexcusable words cannot be saved
You're not so square as you seem
The fall-out that you caused was indiscreet

(Fate)
Growing tall up the city walls
(What a lame excuse to make)
All the drama starts to take its toll
(Pass the blame onto the fake)
We collide, but come out on top
(Just pretend it's a mistake)
You run but you've run out of luck
(That grows til everyone's insane)