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