Sherman کے بول

i measure time in seconds between cigarettes don't mind choking on cold regrets enamored with the possibility of getting so blind i don't wanna see be everything you didn't want to be let apathy set you free everything you hated we sold our souls to walk right on past you how long i've waited, unimportant, frustrated scream the lines at people between cigarettes don't mind taking something i haven't had yet been splitting my head til i can't see so you lay it all out right in front of me no time to wonder what you're gonna be let apathy set you free.