Follow Through

I've enjoyed my time
as a waste of time
but I hear its ending
I fear I'm sending all the wrong vibes

I don't want my third or birds eye view

I wanna see her die, and be reborn again anew
in the spitting image of Christ

I admit it

Fell asleep, with a drink in my hand
and a dream in my head,
that never comes true

and Its good that it don't
if it did, I'd be dead,
If I had any kind of follow-through

Don't read too deep
don't read too much
its just about
people and places that I'll never love

that I, could never, love

Treat these songs like the bible
in that they're just stories
that probably never happened

any resemblance to real
people or places is
probably just on accident

I swear I'm tellin the truth
but I gotta admit I'm lying to you
I swear I'm telling the truth

Fell asleep, with a drink in my hand
and a dream in my head,
that never comes true

and Its good that it don't
if it did, I'd be dead,
If I had any kind of follow-through