Pears Cynical Serene
Bluebook value just went down
Interest died just hangin' round
Stock just dropped umpteen percent
Shattered in the wet cement
The caveat is now I'm finally free to misbehave
To be brave
Cosmic swirly spins my sins around my skull
Never dull, moments culled, slate wiped clean
I am cynical serene
Undernourished, underpaid
On second thought, my compensations probably fair
Yeah I seek nothing, arrive at nothing
Simply do nothing and nothing quite compares
Tales of fortune always violent want for nothing
Rock for silent screams, waking dreams
I am prime, not past mine
Cosmic swirly spins my sins around my skull
Moments culled have no power
Sight unseen, slate wiped clean
I am cynical serene
Too young to start to let my heart begin to sour
