I can't feel anything, I don't respond to pleasure or pain, a vapid void, neglected toy, saturate in shame

Is it better than, better than the rest or does this end with [bad word]  shallow at best

I don't know anyone, I don't know anything but this, met with either the calm or massive resistance

And at the end of your everyday disaster, does it keep getting faster

Awaiting patiently as the [bad word]  it's [bad word] around, but when the smoke has cleared it's been another year

Of wasting [bad word] around

I don't know anyone, I don't know anything but this, met with either the calm or massive resistance

And at the end of your everyday disaster, does it keep getting faster

Awaiting patiently as the [bad word]  it's [bad word] around, but when the smoke has cleared it's been another year

Of wasting [bad word] and [bad word] around