The Futile Lyrics

The Futile Lyrics

sh*t! Nothing makes sense, so I won't think about it. I'll go with the ignorance.
Eat, sleep, f**k and flee; in four words, that's me. I am full of indifference.
What do they old people teach us but how to die
and what do your hissy fits teach you except how to cry, pussy, cry?
I have no taste. I don't like these tiny portions or your artful abortions of sound,
sealed with a kiss and slathered in the sauce sarcastic. Go choke on your irony.

The futile outweights the beautiful so I'm eating rat poison for dinner.
Pull the cord from the phone. I am dining alone, so goodnight.

I shall not love, yet I'll still sing about it. I hope it covers the ocean with slime,
the drama and drool. I'm leaking the blood of a fool.
(I'm full of it, I'm full of it, I'm full.)