Buzzkill

Late nights
Long drives
After hours
Never flies
Find fault in perfection
Overthinking every question
Deadlines
Hard times
Stop signs
At the finish line
Never gonna make it
With an attitude so jaded
And we're measuring the circles
As we come back round
It all falls
Slow us down
With all the hurdles
(Shh don't make a sound)
Nothing pleases, lost the thrill
Don't want it, shun it
Nothing cuts it
B b b b b buzzkill
Your plight
Blind eyes
Fighting for the
Right to thrive
Yet you offer no repreive
From the hell unleashed on me
Dead heart
Cold blood
Promise broken
Overlord
Content to be judge and jury
Hypocrite full of fury
And we're listening to echoes
As we come back round
It all falls
Slow us down
With all your hurdles
(Shh it's your time now)
Nothing pleases, lost the thrill
Don't want it, shun it
Nothing cuts it
B b b b b buzzkill
And you squeeze out any ounce of pleasure
Bleed the stone
Making out that you know better
Why cant you just leave it alone
Nothing pleases, lost the thrill
Don't want it, shun it
Nothing cuts it
B b b b b buzzkill
Be gone back to from where you hail
Nothing pleases, nothings real
Enoughs enough
Let us have our fill
Don't want it, nothing cuts it
Cuffed and stunted
B b b b b b b b b buzzkill