With nothing better to do.
No one to come home to.
I woefully conclude, to take it out on you.
I'm Bored to the extreme, This world of foolish dreams.
Disillusion.
I am not who I seem to be.
Yeah Sure I might do harm, and bear my right to arm
Retribution.
If only someone would listen to me.
A room and empty shelf,
A book on mental health.
I look for inner wealth by punishing myself.
I'm Bored to the extreme, This world of foolish dreams.
Disillusion.
I am not who I seem to be.
Yeah Sure I might do harm, and bear my right to arm
Retribution.
If only someone would listen