Dustbox Not Your Savior
Unlucky seventeen, already handed plans for the future
Glamour obsessed, told how to dress, and shown how to
think
And I don't have a job, but I can show you how to be a
slob
So many days, wasted and glazed
Sometimes I laugh aloud as I think about,
You asking me "Please can you help?"
Can't help my self
I'm not your savior, I'm not who you want me to be
A cowardly mistake I've made so many times before,
refusing to break
Cut my losses ties them with you, like a good boy I'll
pretend
And promise not to do it again
Do you remember when, life was so simple and permanent?
Everyone's changed, "Everyone's cool", Everyone sucks
But I can't seem to complain, Exciting and new is just
not there
You're getting scared
I'm not your savior, never thought I was anyway
I'm a void with empty promises that backs out late
Never said I'd change, taking back the words that we
spoke
Like a fuel tank running dry, you'll believe it when I
choke
