Cape Race The Reprieve
My second verse gets brighter than this first,
But please give me a chance to show me at my worst.
When it ends I hope you'll seize on the reprieve,
And just be grateful for once that my heart is up my
sleeve.
Forget my blessings, I am counting calories,
But all I seem to vomit out are these routine
pleasantries
To keep my friends the safer side of enemies
I don't know why I even care, but I guess I was born to
please
Don't let me see you making eyes again.
I'm dressed as death and I am taking to the floor,
Spreading curses and condemning every reveller I've
scorned,
Till there was bodies and there was music and there was
me,
I'll be the beautiful centre of a perfect Halloween...
Now they just lie there.
Don't let me see you making eyes again.
I am so eloquently voicing my dismay,
and when it ends will be the worst part of your day.
